I only got into trucking because my granddad was a trucker, and he was the best damn person I ever met. I'd always thought I was your average dude with an 18-wheeler and an addiction to energy drinks, but it turns out there might be something more brewing in my blood.
Now instead of some desert highway, I'm stuck in a whole new realm, and it's full of worm cults, actual lot lizards, one seriously smoking catgirl mechanic, and enough sand and bloodthirsty creatures to make me think I took a wrong turn somewhere. But if I can manage to upgrade my truck, stay alive, and save a few damsels along the way, I might be able to add a whole new career path to my resume.
Yep, just call me Jack Vale, Monster Girl Trucker. Literally.