It didn't matter how high you climbed in the City of Angels; the view was always the same. Gray brown smog clung to the city like a disease, obscuring the rot within.

Though it's name hinted at glory and beauty, those that lived there knew the truth. Los Angeles was for The Lost. Humans searching for purpose. Predators searching for prey. A place where anyone could drown in anonymity as they searched for fame and fortune. A place where one must be willing to bargain, sacrifice, and beg in exchange for the opportunity to fulfill one's wildest dreams. A place where the soul came to die. For some, making a deal with the Devil would be a small price to pay for success.

Welcome to the World of Darkness. Would you like to make a deal?