You think hope 's from God-Jesus, but truth 's that devil made it. Long as you got it, you look to angels, while I keep huntin' demons. -Joe

Joe has been wandering around Area VII for the better part of twenty years, picking up odd jobs or killing bandits and living off their supplies. It’s not a pretty lifestyle, but there’s not too much of anything with a sense of beauty in Area VII, a vast wasteland of death, greed and blood, untouched by life for as long as Joe can remember. Now Joe has a new contract: get a group of scientists and their ragtag gang of mercenary bodyguards to Cado, an ancient city in the heart of Area III. As Joe figures, about half of them might get there, and about half of that might get back hopefully it’s someone with the wallet.