The Reckoning of Mickey Mouse, the Elemental Lord
Once upon a cold winter night, in the midst of a terrible storm, Goofy the dog looked out of his window. "Ruh roh, Donald! I think the prophecy is coming true!" What prophecy could this yellow canine be alluding to but the prophecy written by the old gods ten million years prior. The prophecy stated that one day, the elemental lord would return to the barren world smitten with corruption and end the bleak despair known as the world. This was the greatest fear of every citizen of the Clubhouse.
Many years had passed since Goofy and Donald were thinking about the prophecy, and they had completely forgotten about it. Suicide was the only option out of the bleak, prison-like clubhouse, and all they wanted was for the Elemental Lord to return and bring the End. However, lightning struck one day, bearing a great fire to half of the clubhouse. This was the first sign. They just didn't know it yet.
And then, 3 months later, it happened. He returned, He was angry, He was bringing a pitiful end to the bleak clubhouse. It was, MICKEY MOUSE. His large, looming ears heard all, all whispers and secrets, all envious allusions to him. However he would punish this plethora of animals in a different way. To silently pick them off, one by one, animal by animal, until only a few terrible creatures had to suffer the hellish end he would bring upon this world.
So Mickey transformed. Used his infinite powers to morph into Daisy Duck. And then he went home to Donald.
"Honey, I'm home! Quack Quack!" said Mickey, as his elegant disguise squeezed through Donald's pitiful fishing boat. "Hey honey, what's up? Quack." Said Donald, looking his pretty wife up and down, and not having any clue about what was really happening. Donald turned away for one second to look at some boxes he was packing up for the road to work that morning, when Mickey pulled out his sacrificial knife. "Blood of the beast, blood of the beast, Lucifer is my dark lord, take this pitiful soul and give me it's power. Rukh Kallahu Mirirukhar Tallok!" Mickey screamed with fury as he stabbed Donald's back repetitively.
Noone in the clubhouse knew of the tragedy that occurred that night, and as Mickey transformed from entity to entity, he grew tired of his constant need to change himself just to do what he loved: killing. When the time came when he finally got around to kill Minnie Mouse, he had no need to transform.
He walked into his own home, abandoned a hundred years prior, and while Minnie was ecstatic seeing her husband, he pulled out his knife, slathered in the blood of others, and brought it slowly to Minnie's throat. "What are you doing, Mickey? WHAT ARE YOU DOING?"
Mickey screamed with elemental fury, "I AM ASSERTING DOMINANCE. THIS FUCKED UP WORLD IS BLEAK AND MEANINGLESS, AND SO ARE YOU. DIE." As he sliced Minnie's throat open.
Mickey rounded up the rest of the clubhouse into a small cage underground. "Please don't do this, Mickey!" they all pleaded as Mickey studied some small spells in the moment. When the ritual circle was ready, Mickey was going to destroy the bleak clubhouse.
"Rukh har chuthulu meridana conafalu ruak rettera ma" Mickey chanted repeatedly as he called upon the dark spirits of Selzar. Then, in one instant, the elements reacted, and all was dead. Mickey's eternal power was extinguished, and all were dead. For now.