An endless sea of crimson-colored data, long since corrupted by the taint of the Dark Area. While not actually "blood", it looks and even feels coagulated — much like real blood. Touching this infinite pocket of vagrant data will corrupt and severely harm any data-based individual. Furthermore, it is said that the Digi-Cores of the truly damned Digimon haunt the "waves", screaming and moaning for release.

A dead and barren wasteland, devoid of any and all kinds of life whatsoever. Sunlight has never once touched this barren desert, and the remains of previous travelers foolish enough to enter can still be seen here. The entire area is so desolate in nature, one can't help but feel as if they've been forgotten and abandoned by the whole of the world. But, they truly aren't alone just yet...

The defects, the mutants, and the malformed "have-nots" live in this junk-ladened place away from the judgemental eyes of the normal "haves". This place is not much to look at, but the people call this place home. While fearful of outsiders, the mutual bond here seems near unmatched by anyone else despite being in the Dark Area.

A cavern drenched in darkness, steeped in unfathomable dangers. Those who enter in droves can barely see their own comrades through this dungeon's inky blackness — let alone, their own hands. Traps exist in every nook and cranny, waiting to snuff the life out of the foolish — although great rewards await those brave enough to face the darkness.