Gunnars perfect day consists of sitting in his chair, watching the game, with a beer in one hand and a slice in the other. Unfortunately, hes gotta keep the lights on so taking a lazy night shift as a security guard seemed like a perfect fit. How the fuck was he supposed to know that protecting some sacred light thingy and battling demonic creatures would suddenly be added to the job description?!?!
Unleash the fury of a thousand procrastinating suns on wave after wave of LIGHTTAKERS so Gunnar can get back to fulfilling his true destiny...fraaap frap frap...toot!