Warhammer 40K: Summoning the Fourth Catastrophe

A man, both lucky and unlucky, transmigrated. Lucky because upon transmigration, he instantly became a god, a position countless craved but couldn't attain, and gained immortality. He named himself Bit, the God of Information and Data.

Unlucky because he transmigrated into the Warp of Warhammer 40,000, where a powerful entity could stomp him out like a roadside pebble at any moment.

To survive, he had no choice but to summon players from his old world, inciting wars to generate information.

After countless eons, he looked at the Player Cursed Legion, which had grown from a single planet, and a sudden thought struck him: Perhaps the position of Human Guardian isn't something I couldn't take?

On distant Holy Terra, the Emperor, hearing the news, was overjoyed and immediately rose from the Golden Throne: "Big Brother, please, have a seat!"