Gazing up through the rainbow-colored film at the pitch-black sky and streaks of cold light, Roland recalled the sketches from the Data Information class at the military academy, which depicted an intelligence transmission network made up of dots and lines.
In this world where material was annihilated, only information and energy existed. Hidden here, Gelite's true form resembled the movable door panel that divided the ends of an adiabatic container, connecting two worlds, observing and controlling the movement of individual molecules like a Maxwell's demon, creating infinite armies through information transmission. To thoroughly defeat him, one had to completely shatter his true form.
(This is the "Beast"... no, the "Attack Entity's" information circulation network. If one could intervene and trace it upstream, then Gelite's true form might be found.)
One side was the hypothetical observer from the other side;
The other was the thought conglomerate infiltrating from this side;
