Chapter 52

That is to say, it was not a case of Uchiha Brahman growing stronger and stronger until those Fruit of the Ocean of Milk ceased to have any effect on him. This was not some sort of self-propelled levitation where one steps on one's own left foot to ascend to the heavens; rather, it was all living creatures, out of boundless gratitude for the great benevolence of the Brahman, using everything they possessed to enshrine and push the sun in their hearts—their one and all-father—onto the divine altar. Everything Uchiha Brahman possessed today was not earned through his own efforts alone, but bestowed upon him by all those living beings wishing to show their gratitude. He was far too kind—kinder even than God, seeing as he, at least, had never unleashed a great flood. The more life there was, the more dependents he had, and the stronger he became. Theoretically speaking, just as an immense aggregation of matter collapses into a colossal celestial body, or even a stellar black hole, this was nothing extraordinary. It was simply a natural law, entirely devoid of any limitations; given a sufficient quantity, a qualitative change was bound to occur sooner or later.