I decided to turn off the lights a few hundred years ago. Now there are millions of humans, aliens, and robots trying to figure out how to beat me and calling me by the nickname " The Darkness". The best thing about how hardcore I am? Countless Guardians fight over how hardcore they are completing inane tasks that reset every week in a constant unending cycle that will keep them busy from ever actually beating me until they get bored and leave or die of old age.