Why Beb?

“We are famine we are death,” Mickey proclaimed to us. “I shall devour the world, hoho.” We cowered in horror as the demented mouse stood over us, the still-beating heart of Pluto. “Hoho, Invictus Lucifer, the true solace of dark!” I tried to slip free of the rope he’d restrained us with. Mikey’s voice soon lowered as the soul of Lucifer entered him. His eyes rolled back into his head and the whited of his eyes turned to black. “HOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOOOOOO! THIS IS REALLY PAINFUL KIDS! HOOOOOHOOOOOOOOOOOOO.”