Parmesan Partisan Deluxe drops you into a dairy-fueled resistance. You're the last defense. A lone, cheesy partisan with a battered shotgun and a whole nation depending on you. The Mice People march. They want every rind, every wheel, every crumb. If it squeaks, they'll conquer it; if it smells, they'll eat it. The village are quiet, too quiet. You hold the line as streets turn into cheese-flecked trenches. You'll sweep alleys and cellars, pop shells and paint the cobblestones, always one whisker away from being overrun. Every blast matters. Every reload is a heartbeat. As the last hope, you defend your people with a trusty shotgun, mowing down rat after rat, fighting to free your nation from the rodents conquerors. No hero's coming its you, your grit, and the sacred stash of dairy. It's arcade-sharp, fast, and messy in the best way. The smell of victory is aged and strong. Grab your shotgun and play now.