The energy available for use was theoretically inexhaustible, so calling it "Infinity" was not wrong.
But—how much could be drawn at once depended on the "ladle" doing the scooping. That "ladle" was mental energy, or spiritual power.
"Everything has a process from rise to decline, then extinction. Perhaps the destruction of the Monster Clan was simply fate.
Humanity had developed from ignorance to the present day in only a few thousand years. Though weak, its vitality and creativity were far beyond those of the Monster Clan, which had existed for tens of thousands of years and was rotten to the bone. Perhaps humanity was the race favored by this planet. Even without chakra, humanity would eventually rule this planet through the power of technology. Perhaps one day, even ninjas would lose their place beneath the power of technology.
Just when we had wanted to give up, your appearance made us realize that perhaps we could still struggle a little. Like I said before, you—are very important."
Ukanomitama spoke calmly, as though she did not belong to the clan that had nearly gone extinct.
"Am I really that important?"
Ukanomitama picked up a few small stones from the ground and tossed one into the air.
The pebble traced an arc, fell to the ground, and rolled several times.
"Water flows downhill, and a thrown stone falls downward. That is their fate. But—" Ukanomitama tossed another stone. This time, before it hit the ground, she stretched out her slender jade hand and caught it.
"—fate can be changed. Perhaps it will still return to the earth in the end, but it will no longer be the same. Where it lands will be decided by this hand. That is fate, and... the variable within fate."
"So I'm that hand? The hand that changes