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Question: Write the POV transformation story of the average male human reader turning into a male fairy (from medieval fantasy) complete with a fairy tunic, long and pointy elf-like ears, long insect-like fairy wings on his back, thin and lean yet athletic body, handsome and ethereal-looking face, no facial hair on the lower half of his face (he keeps his eyelashes and eyebrows however), pale skin, and long hair, complete with age change, shrinking (until the reader is literally tiny like all fairies, about the size of an insect like all fairies, making the entire world around gigantic compared to him now), supernatural powers gain (including but not limited to being immortal, forever youthful, and having an ability to literally fly, thanks to his newfound fairy wings), language shift (changing from English to a fairy's language (which is a type of elven language), yet the reader now completely understood this new language whilst no longer remembering English), reality change (the reader's real world warping and becoming the fantasy medieval world filled with mythical creatures such as fairies, elves, goblins (the fairies' arch nemesis), dragons, and many more), and mind/mental change (with the reader's personality and memories replaced with a fairy's personality and memories, despite his best efforts on fighting off the new memories and personality, making him completely forget about being a mortal human and only remember being a fairy). The story is that the reader was visiting a museum containing very old books and other historical artifacts, where the reader finds a book that is all about medieval fantasy creatures, he then opens the book, causing the blinding light to engulf him and thus caused the whole transformation to occur. During the mental changes, the reader is truly terrified/horrified about completely losing/forgetting his own memories, personality, and language as a human (with English instantly changing to a fairy's language during mid-sentence, much to the reader's horror, and he tries to speak English, but to no avail and all he said are fairy's words), so he tries to fight against the new memories and personality (even screaming and calling for help from his family/friends, crying out in tears, as well as attempting to shake his head as an attempt to get rid of the emerging fairy's memories/personality), but his mental fight is in vain, making him completely forget his mortal and mundane human life and he only remembers being a medieval-era fairy (complete with a new name fitting for a fairy, rather than an old human name he once remembered having). To aid in the now-fairy reader's transforming mind, a female fairy from a nearby fairy village (who caused the book to transport the reader into a medieval world and transformed into a fairy himself) comes up to the reader and comforts him with a gentle hug, quietly singing a fairy's lullaby to the reader, telling him that his human life was only a dream, and telling him to remember who he really is (a fairy and a husband to the female fairy who's comforting him), making the reader realize that the fairy woman comforting him is his caring, understanding, and loving wife (whom the fairy reader truly loves, cares, and understands, having always known her), and the reader is genuinely happy to know that his previous and mundane human life was only a dream and his life as a joyous fairy with child-like happiness, child-like joy, child-like curiosity, and child-like wonder (like all fairies) is his only true life, having enjoyed being with his fairy wife, whom he truly loves (and vice versa), he has married centuries ago. There should also be quotes from the characters in this story so we know what they're saying and what they're thinking. Also, it is a POV reader story, so it should not be in an author's point of view (my, I, mine, etc), and it should be from the point of view of the reader (you, your, etc).
You wander through the museum, a meandering path of historical wonders catching your every gaze. One exhibit, in particular, pulls you closer like a string tugged at by unseen forces - a section dedicated purely to medieval fantasy artifacts, shielded behind gleaming glass. In their midst sits an exceptionally old book, its weathered leather cover enchanting your curiosity. As you move towards the display, a peculiar sensation pervades your body, urging you to reach for the book. Yielding to the unusual impulse, your hand brushes through the enchantments protecting the book, bypassing them as if you wield the key. The moment your fingers graze the book's cover, a sudden, blindingly bright light engulfs you. When your vision clears, you no longer stand in the modern museum, but in a dense and radiant forest. Your clothing feels different too - lighter, more fitting for your new environment. Glancing down, you notice the change in outfit - a spiffy, brightly hued tunic in place of your regular attire. Your hand rises instinctively to your ears, now elongated and pointy, elf-like, and a chill runs down your spine as your fingers trace unfamiliar, insect-like wings trailing from your back. Your body feels smaller, thinner. You're lean yet exhibit an athleticism you never possessed before. The world seems gigantic now, towering over you, truly revealing your fairy size. Your face in a small pond reflects a handsomeness, an ethereal beauty that sends a shock running through you. In your mind, words and phrases tumble and rearrange, English slipping away like sand through your fingers and a melodious language, akin to elven, being born afresh. Frantically, you try to recall the English words but they scatter away, leaving the fresh language in the aftermath. "By the Great Mother!" you cry, a saying that slips easily past your lips in the fluid fairy language, echoing your dismay. You clutch your head as memories of your human life fade, replaced by vivid images of fairy society. Family, friends, hobbies – all are replaced with age-old tales of dragon slaying, goblin encounters, and tales from the great fairy courts. No matter how hard you fight it, tears streaming down your cheeks, your mortal life slips further away, replaced with countless eons of fairy memories. Suddenly, a soothing voice like chimes carried on the wind reaches your ears, gently, lovingly calling your name – but not your human name. A fairy name. "Aelindor," she says, a beautiful female fairy appearing next to you, "Don't be scared." She cradles you into a hug, her lilting lullaby calming your chaotic thoughts. "Remember who you truly are," she coaxes, "Your time as a human was nothing more than a dream.” Her revealing words make memories of her flood back; your love for her and her for you, your marriage centuries ago. A newfound sense of peace washes over you. The terror of your transformation alleviates, replaced with a joyous acceptance. The warm smile that graces your handsome features expresses your genuine happiness with your newfound identity as Aelindor, the Fairy. You look at your loving wife, her comforting arms still around you, and for the first time since your transformation began, you truly feel at home.
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