My biological father, the God of Civilization and Information, fell and became the Machine God Dekarma. Looking back, it was a strange story. How could having fallen made him a First-Tier God? First-Tier Gods were existences that were hard to find, even if the entire universe was searched all over, and the Absolute Gods, said to be the Rulers of the Six Realms, were ultimately existences who could be considered First-Tier Gods if authority and status were excluded. 'In other words, it means that he was an existence originally above all that.'

Kwareukkkkkkk!! I received the flood of lighting and changed it into a pattern. The lightning’s massive voltage turned into just one word of information. Whoooooooooh-- One of Raffley's rib bones blew in and swayed. I received that, changing it into a pattern as well. Tens of tonnes of mass were also replaced by a single word of information.

'I see.' My eyes had already stopped functioning to receive light and transmit visual information through the optic nerve. After all, there was no longer any need to do so, since only information was needed. My transcendental cognition was reading everything around me. 

Raffley's spine, which I laid on the floor and sat on, the surrounding buildings, and the collapsed Chimera that laid beneath them… All of them converted to light. All of them became a single word, or a single line...