The remnants of the Order of the dark goddess Kavi, after the massacre at the walls of their citadel, realize that they are not in their own world, but in some other one. The earth consists of pieces, hordes of rumbling creatures roam around, and their only weapons are spears and swords. Many of their brothers turned into zombies and tried to kill their own comrades, and the rest of the survivors’ health is getting worse every day... How could you guess that the contents of the growths of terrible creatures need to be dissolved in alcohol or vinegar and drunk in order to live is there at least another day in Styx and even to become a little stronger? This story is about what Styx was like thousands of years ago and how it was possible to survive in it without having a tank or at least a machine gun.