Forgotten Land was a stretch of territory severely eroded by the River Styx. Desolation was the best word to describe it. The countless branches of the River Styx that ran through this place had saturated the land with the river's intensely corrosive properties. Other than a weed called Styxgrass, no plant could survive here.
And don't let its badass name fool you—Styxgrass really was just a weed, utterly useless. It had no medicinal value, no toxicity, and no magical value whatsoever. Aside from being a little tougher and having sharper blades, there was nothing remarkable about it. The stuff grew along many banks of the River Styx, but only this godforsaken place had it growing in vast fields.
Here, every demon had to make a Will save once a day. If it failed, it would completely forget every memory from the previous day. Some weak-willed creatures had practically never known what it meant to have memories since the day they were born.
It was precisely because of this damned trait that the demons here were especially cruel and unruly. Since many of them had no memories, they could not retain fear either. Demons without fear? That was a colossal problem.
Thus, killing and fighting occurred on this land at every moment. Coupled with the crisscrossing branches of the River Styx, this place had become the transportation hub of the entire Abyss. Countless visitors from other planes passed through here on their way to deeper layers, while countless demons traveled along the River Styx to the site of the Blood War—the Plain of Infinite Portals.
(Because the Abyss's second layer was the Perforated Hive, an underground world filled with rock caverns and interwoven tunnels. It was infested with all manner of horrifying venomous creatures that wriggled and crawled about, creatures so