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(PS I hope you don't mind if this is a slightly shorter story I accidentally wrote the next pic's story first instead of this one and its currently 3:30AM as I write this soo xwx)

Just three newcomers remain until all of reality is engulfed...~
...So why don't we focus on somewhere not quite reality, but far more surreal and dreamy, a smaller space, yet one with infinite possibilities...yet all lead to the same disco-dense destination~

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Dreams, they're the strangest things, conglomerates of memories and emotions that play only when the lights in your head go out, they're supposed to only be filled with things you know...but if that was the case...why do so many feel so foreign...?~

Well, it may not be YOUR dream necessarily, it could always be that of another whom you slipped into. and our current subject is one who often finds himself in these places, knowing or otherwise. Being the bane of nightmares, Klonoa has seen many places in his travel across the many dream worlds, but he had never seen one quite as strange as the one before him...~
...it was an endless expanse of softness in all directions, a flat carpet of bushy, dense fluff and fur that extended everywhere he looked, every step felt so warm, like stepping through an ocean of blankets...yet it felt foreign, and he began to worry about what this place could be...yet his fears were quelled instantly when he saw this place's one and only denizen~

A gigantic, monochrome ball of funk, covered top to bottom in immense fluff, their elaborately patterned eyes peering down upon him with welcoming bliss~
They spoke only one sentence before his ascension began~
"Let us bring this dream to reality, my funky king~"
and so it begins~
High-energy, groovy music begins to play in all directions, as the Dream Warrior is compelled to sing and dance to the beat along with this mysterious figure, bouncing up and down on the ocean of hair as he already begins to join it, his hat flying off cartoonishly into the void as he grew a patterned, black and white afro, hitting a classic disco pose as moments later he grew an afro body, then a proper afro daruma, rising higher and higher into the dreamscape, he realized just what this place was~

It wasn't just empty for no reason, it was made for one reason.

to GROW, to expand, to let yourself take up EVERYTHING~
...and if it was made for that, he may as well fulfill it's needs, just as he had for so many other worlds, filling up more and more space, his already fluffy face became even moreso as his cheek fluff rapidly developed into a full on, white-tipped mustache, as he felt dozens of feet worth of beard curls sprout in seconds~

As time went on and on, he forgot more and more, his mind being engulfed in a fog of fluff, where did he come from?~ Why was he here?~ What was his name...~
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Oh yeah, it was Superpillow, thats right~
Well, not much for him to do but to keep growing, maybe he'll find some Dream Worlds to party in...though to be honest, he has everything he needs right here...he was so lost in the groove he never realized that the fluff he stood upon was his own the entire time~<3