Supposedly the most beautiful city of the nineteenth century. Filled with life, culture, happiness, peace, prosperity. Flourishing under the watchful eye of the Law and His Majesty, King George III. Successful men and women own multiple houses. Children frolic in the streets, even the weather is fine, for London.


The bleakest city of them all. Murders left and right. Poverty forcing people into the streets to beg. The Law is just a twisted institution with bribes, corruption, and more death. For a while it seemed as though it was just a phase and that it would end. But, oh no, it's just the beginning. And now that they've seen exactly what the city can do to itself, everyone agrees that there's No Place Like London.