[Skill Issue]: "@Ghost of Konoha, are you First Generation Senju Hashirama, Second Generation Senju Tobirama, Third Generation Sarutobi Hiruzen, Fourth Generation Namikaze Minato, Sixth Generation Hatake Kakashi, or perhaps... the Seventh Hokage Uzumaki Naruto?"
Since Skill Issue wasn't sure who Ghost of Konoha really was, she decided to flex her "vast anime knowledge" — and throw in a little prophecy for flavor.
Back when she first crossed worlds, Naruto had already finished, so she knew it inside out.
To her, the strongest Hokage could only be Naruto Uzumaki. As Asura's reincarnation and wielder of the Sage of Six Paths power, Naruto was a literal god—just shy of Kaguya herself.(P.S. Skill Issue doesn't know Boruto. It doesn't exist, okay?)
Second was Hashirama Senju, the man whose chakra reserves could put entire tailed beasts to shame. Then Tobirama Senju, the "Walking Toolbox" of forbidden jutsu.
The Third, Sarutobi Hiruzen, got points for experience and longevity. The Fourth, Minato, was her teenage crush—fast, cool, heroic.And the Sixth, Kakashi, was the underrated MVP, though still kind of a loser with his "Double Kamui."
But Tsunade?Skill Issue glanced down at her feet, frowning.
No offense, but the woman's best years were way behind her.Strong? Sure.Pretty? Debatable.Alcohol tolerance? Off the charts.
"Strongest Hokage"? Not unless we're talking about arm wrestling at the casino.
So she skipped her.
Confidently.
Proudly.
Arrogantly.
[King of Violence]: "[President-Sama's brain-to-mouth ratio is crazy. She didn't even pause to breathe.]"
[Fallen Angel from the Dark Plane]: "[She just erased Tsunade from existence. Somewhere in the multiverse, a blonde gambler is sneezing.]"
[Walking Disaster]: "[Bro, she's listing Hokage like she's reading a grocery list of disappointment.]"
A few more messages flickered by, the chat alive with emojis and sarcastic gifs.
Meanwhile, Ghost of Konoha remained silent.Watching.Studying.
There was a calm weight behind his stillness, something that made even the rowdiest members hesitate.
For a second.
Then, of course, the circus resumed.
[The X Man Who Never Was]: "[Wahaha~ I, Justina, have returned! @Ghost of Konoha, reveal yourself already before Skill Issue starts reciting Wikipedia footnotes!]"
[King of Violence]: "[Yeah, do it before she starts naming the Hokage's pets.]"
[Fallen Angel from the Dark Plane]: "[Or worse—explaining chakra nature charts again.]"
[Ghost of Konoha]: "…"
He exhaled softly, rubbing his temples.So this was the Super Dimensional Union.
A collection of geniuses, warriors, and supernatural beings… all acting like children on a group call.
Still, there was value in chaos.The loudest fools often revealed the most.
He opened the member list quietly:Skill Issue —acting president.King of Violence — brutal, cocky, likely from a martial world.Fallen Angel from the Dark Plane — edgy, talkative, secretly insecure.The X Man Who Never Was — self-proclaimed trickster.Walking Disaster — calm, cunning, and terrifyingly composed.
Four of them. And yet, the system had said there were more coming.
Interesting.
The Union had no permanent president yet.Only interim ones — and the position of acting president was still up for grabs once membership hit twenty.
He could already see it: the votes, the authority, the influence.
The Ghost of Konoha, leader of worlds.
He chuckled inwardly. It had a nice ring to it.
But to earn their trust, he needed to make an entrance.
Not by boasting.
By proving.
He typed his response slowly.
[Ghost of Konoha]: "Sister, you're overthinking it. I'm the Fifth Generation."
A beat of silence. Then—
[Skill Issue]: "!?"
Her entire world stopped.
The Fifth? That couldn't be right.The Fifth was Tsunade, the gambling medical ninja!
Was this guy claiming to be her?
[King of Violence]: "[No shot. She skipped the right answer. The prophecy fulfilled itself.]"
[Fallen Angel from the Dark Plane]: "[Tsunade's revenge arc starts now.]"
[The X Man Who Never Was]: "[Skill Issue speedruns public humiliation.]"
The group exploded in laughter, the chat scrolling faster than she could read.
Even Skill Issue's hands trembled slightly as she typed again.
[Skill Issue]: "No way. The Fifth is Tsunade! Are you joking? If you lie, I can upload a full memory copy of Naruto!"
[Fallen Angel from the Dark Plane]: "[Somebody stop her, she's threatening to upload fanfiction again.]"
[King of Violence]: "[Last time she did that, half the group got motion sickness.]"
[Ghost of Konoha]: "Upload whatever you want."
His tone was flat. Calm. Dangerous.
It wasn't arrogance—it was certainty.
And that, more than anything, shut everyone up.
[The X Man Who Never Was]: "[Wait... why does he sound like someone who could actually be a Hokage?]"
[Fallen Angel from the Dark Plane]: "[Nah, that confidence is illegal. He's either cracked or the real deal.]"
Skill Issue hesitated. She was used to bluffers, show-offs, self-proclaimed gods from the multiverse.But this one felt different.
His words carried weight, like someone who didn't need to prove anything.
[Ghost of Konoha]: "I said I'm the Fifth."
He turned slightly in his seat, the faint rustle of fabric breaking the silence. A second later, a screenshot appeared in the chat — the image showed the back of a white cloak fluttering against the wind, the kanji 「五代目火影」 embroidered boldly in crimson along its hem.
[The Fifth Hokage.]
[Skill Issue]: "… This can't be real."
[Fallen Angel from the Dark Plane]: "[Reality check: denied.]"
[King of Violence]: "[Bro's flexing kanji. Peak confidence move.]"
[The X Man Who Never Was]: "[I can't believe it. The one she mocked turned out to be the truth. Classic Skill Issue.]"
Her pride shattered like glass.
For the first time, the "genius" president found herself speechless.
Even after watching hundreds of handsome anime characters, she had to admit—the guy on screen, his dark blue hair catching the light, his golden eyes glowing faintly like twin flames—was on another level.
His presence wasn't loud. It was steady. Commanding.Like a storm just before lightning strikes.
[Skill Issue]: "...I-I apologize, Tsunade-nee."
[Fallen Angel from the Dark Plane]: "[Oh no, she's doubling down. Someone tell her that's not Tsunade.]"
[King of Violence]: "[President really said 'My bad, miss boob physics.']"
[The X Man Who Never Was]: "[This is why we can't have nice things.]"
Ghost of Konoha's lips curved into a faint smirk.
[Ghost of Konoha]: "Girl, I'm not Tsunade."
Silence.
Then—
[Fallen Angel from the Dark Plane]: "[Clip it. Clip it right now.]"
[King of Violence]: "[President's ego just entered the Shadow Realm.]"
[The X Man Who Never Was]: "[Skill Issue got ratioed by reality itself.]"
She slumped in her chair, hiding her face behind her hands.
This was supposed to be her moment to shine—another flawless deduction from the great Skill Issue.Instead, she had just declared war on logic and lost.
Ghost of Konoha, meanwhile, leaned back and watched the chaos with quiet amusement.He didn't enjoy humiliating her, but… there was value in establishing dominance early.
After all, leadership wasn't given. It was taken.
He typed again.
[Ghost of Konoha]: "If you still doubt me, join the live feed."
A soft chime echoed through the chat.
[Ding! Ghost of Konoha has started a livestream.][Click to join.]
The reactions were immediate.
[King of Violence]: "[Wait, he can stream across dimensions? That's a feature now?]"
[Fallen Angel from the Dark Plane]: "[Bro just said 'Don't believe me? Watch me.']"
[The X Man Who Never Was]: "[Man's got main-character energy.]"
One by one, the icons in the chat lit up.Every member joined.
Skill Issue's hands hovered over her keyboard before she finally sighed and clicked Join.
Her screen filled with light—then focused.
A young man stood before them, framed by a crimson sunset and the fluttering leaves of Konoha.
He wore a black combat uniform beneath a white Hokage cloak, its hem embroidered with fire patterns. His deep indigo hair framed golden eyes that gleamed with intelligence and danger.
He wasn't some ordinary pretty boy.There was a gravity to him—something ancient. Something real.
[Fallen Angel from the Dark Plane]: "[Okay... fine, I get it. That's a face you don't argue with.]"
[King of Violence]: "[He looks like he could solo my whole sect. Respect.]"
[The X Man Who Never Was]: "[Not gonna lie, if he's the Fifth, I suddenly believe in multiverse tourism.]"
Skill Issue opened her mouth to say something—anything—but stopped.
For once, she couldn't find words.
And as the chat filled with laughter, awe, and endless teasing, Ghost of Konoha simply smiled.
Not cruelly. Not mockingly.
Just calmly—like a king who already knew the ending.