Pillow, The Rowdy Reaper

Doomvas.
The home of nightmares.
The home of Dream Consumers.
There are three currently known types of Dream Consumers.
Doomvasons, the most common one.
Doomduons, the nobles.
And then there is Pillow. The only Doomvastrion.
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Pillow was raised as a regular Doomvason. He lived a happy, dream-filled, basic Dream Consumer's life. It was all until that one day which would change him forever. Pillow was laying down, taking a nap. Only to be waken by a horribly bright flash of Purple light. Pillow opened his eyes to see a portal being formed infront of him.
Not knowing what was happening, Pillow tried to shout for help.
Before even a single word could be shouted out, it felt like Pillow was being strangled. He desperately clawed his neck, but nothing was there. He was constanly being pulled into the portal as he struggled to keep his footing.
Pillow fell to his knees after what felt like a jab in the gut. He looked down with fearful eyes, but nothing was there. Something knocked him over. Pillow was hanging in the edges of conciousness as he was losing his breath. The portal consumed Pillow, and disappeared.

Pillow opened his eyes to see vivid colors all around him. He was floating trough the air, alarmingly fast. He tried to take a breath, but just couldnt. Something heavy was forming around his neck. It was cold, and rough. It felt like it could've crushed Pillow under it's weight. He was forced to bend his back and submit to the superior force. Pillow's conciousness was slipping away again. Maybe it would be a good thing. He waited, but the sweet numbness never came as he drifted trough nothingness. Only the neverending feel of strangulation dominated his mind.

Then it all stopped. Pillow started to fall. It felt like he would have fallen for hours, or just minutes. He had lost his sense of time. He tried to scream, but still couldnt utter out a single word.
A crushing pain flowed trough Pillow's body as he had hit something. The fall had ended. He gasped for air, and finally was able to regain his senses as he could breath again. He struggled with the crushing pain in his back. He writhed on the floor pathetically, being unable to move properly. His head was being weighed down by the foreign object around his neck.

" Get up. " , A sharp-voiced female demanded.
" Get up, now. You don't want me to harm you any more, do you~? " The female stated.
Normally, Pillow wouldn't even move a muscle after what he had been trough. But a cold wave struck trough his body, and his mind. He had to obey.
Why? Why was he listening to this? Why did he follow her order?
Pillow stood up with wobbly legs, and a painful back. He raised his fearful gaze to stare at the eyes of the female.

These were the eyes of his new Mistress.
These eyes would command him.

Pillow's freedom had been taken from him.

He had been summoned to earth.