Everything was fine until your family angered the lover of discipline and punishment, Krampus. Of course, he did not come alone, he always came to sinners with his little helpers. And at first you did a good job, although you fought off the toys, the dark elves, but then he released the last ones.

you frantically searched the kitchen for a fashionable way to fend off another invasion of demonic toys, until a nail stuck into the cupboard a millimeter from your face. You turned around and saw the damn gingerbread men. The three bastards were giggling, the three of them holding a nail gun. Just fine, obsessed with cookies, what could be better?

After you barely dodged the nail bombardment, you were more than angry, so without a shadow of a doubt you went straight to these three reptiles, hoping to rip off one of their heads and then eat it with pleasure in front of the rest