All Hokage in The Chat Group

Each Hokage meeting took place roughly every six months. To some, it was a fleeting moment, a brief pause over time. But in this context, half a year held monumental weight.

In this world, six months was more than just a number; it was a gateway to exponential growth. Each world could evolve based on the progress made in the previous cycle, advancing by hundreds of points. A year of rapid development could lead to gains nearing a thousand points—an immense leap that separated the top performers from the rest of the pack. The difference between the highest and lowest was vast, with the ranking rewards acting as a glaring reminder of that divide.

For figures like Tobirama and Naruto, the pressure to rise above the competition and maintain their top three positions fueled their drive. The stakes had never been higher, and both were determined to push their worlds to the next level.

"I can do this!" Naruto thought to himself, his expression glowing with confidence. "This time, I might break into the top two! Hell, I could even claim first place!" His optimism was palpable, radiating from him like an untamable fire.

Naruto wasn't the only one with such lofty ambitions. As the Hokages gathered, conversations bubbled over with the same competitive spirit.

"I'm sure I'll make the top three this time," Hashirama muttered confidently, his ever-optimistic smile gleaming as he stretched his hands behind his head.

Tobirama raised an eyebrow, giving a slight scoff before leaning forward. "No way big brother! Your world isn't developing fast enough to keep up with mine. I'm definitely getting in the top three," he shot back, a smug grin spreading across his face. 

Madara, standing a little apart from the others, crossed his arms with an expression of quiet disdain. "Top three?" He scoffed, his tone cool and composed, but there was an undeniable edge to it. "Not even close. I'm aiming for first place this time." His words hung in the air, carrying a quiet, dangerous certainty. Madara wasn't in it for second or third—he was always aiming for the highest, the most powerful position. The other Hokages might be satisfied with a place on the podium, but for him, only victory would suffice.

The room buzzed with voices, each Hokage convinced that their world's growth and their strength would ensure their place at the top. The tension was electric, the air thick with anticipation.

Ryan, observing the chaos, knew it was time to restore order.

"Alright, everyone!" he called out, his voice cutting through the excited chatter. "Let's settle down now—it's time for the rankings."

At the sound of Ryan's command, the room fell into immediate silence. The Hokages, who had been bickering moments before, all turned their attention to him, their excitement simmering into a tense, expectant stillness. The time had come.

The conference room, once filled with a cacophony of voices, was now hushed. Every pair of eyes was fixed on the center of the room, where the Screen would soon materialize.

The atmosphere was thick with anticipation. The Hokages knew that this moment could change everything. The rankings would decide who had risen to the top, and who would remain in the shadows, waiting for the next chance to advance. And so, they waited—eager, hopeful, and ready for the results to unfold.

Moments later, the mechanical voice of the chat group rang out, its familiar tone echoing through the room. Simultaneously, a line of text appeared on the Screen:

[Do you want to open this world ranking?]

Ryan's heart raced as he read the words. It was happening—finally.

Without a second thought, he gave the command, his voice firm and eager. "Let's start the ranking!"

As his words echoed through the room, the Screen at the center of the round table began to shift. Countless words appeared, swirling and rearranging at an impossible speed. They cascaded downward like a waterfall, only to settle into clarity, revealing the long-awaited rankings.

The tension in the room was palpable. Every participant's eyes were fixed on the screen, each one desperate to catch every detail of the unfolding results.

And then, the rankings began to take shape.

[World Leaderboard Begins Ranking]

[Participating Worlds:]

World of the First Hokage, Hashirama

World of the Second Hokage, Tobirama

World of the Third Hokage, Kakashi

World of the Fourth Hokage, Ryan

World of the Fourth Hokage, Namikaze Minato

World of the Fifth Hokage, Tsunade

World of Road to Ninja Tsunade

World of the Sixth Hokage, Kakashi

Tsukyomi world Hokage Uchiha Obito 

First Hokage Uchiha Madara 

Sixth Hokage Uchiha Sasuke

The Seventh Hokage, Naruto Uzumaki

[Note: The rewards for the leaderboard are tied to the power level of the participating worlds. The stronger your world, the more valuable the rewards will be!]

[For better rewards, strive to strengthen your respective worlds!]

The familiar tone of the notification echoed through the chat, a preamble so well-known that many could recite it by heart. It was a constant reminder of the stakes, and everyone knew it marked the beginning of something significant.

The room seemed to hum with anticipation. Those present had seen the leaderboard before, but this time, it felt different. The rankings were about to be revealed, and with it, the promise of rewards that would shift the balance of power.

The chat group buzzed with nervous energy, voices speaking over each other, some calm, others barely holding back their eagerness.

Every Hokage, from Hashirama to Naruto, had arrived. The rules were clear, as they always were: the top three positions would earn the most coveted rewards. The lower-ranked worlds? They would gain a complementary gift—and the knowledge of where they stood, and the hope of bettering themselves next time.

But everyone's eyes were on the top spot. First place was the prize everyone wanted, the one that offered power beyond imagining, a reward so extraordinary it could change the fate of worlds.

Naturally, each Hokage, from the proud Hashirama to the fierce Naruto, could feel the pressure building. Their worlds, their legacies, were on the line. The competition had only just begun, but the hunger for first place was already palpable.

For each of them, the ultimate goal was clear: first place. To claim that coveted spot would be a triumph like no other, a mark of their world's supremacy. But even if that prize proved elusive, securing a place among the top three would still be a monumental achievement.

For the past six months, none of the Hokages had wasted a moment. Each had pushed the limits of their power, molding and shaping the very fabric of their world to rise higher than ever before. Every decision, every strategy, had been aimed at one thing: securing a strong ranking in this moment of reckoning.

To fall outside the top three would sting like a bitter defeat. It wasn't just about the honor—it was about the crushing reality of waiting another six months before they could compete again. Six months of endless effort, only to watch others take the glory.

For some, however, the stakes were even greater. Some had never known the taste of the top three, their frustration boiling over with each failed attempt. This was their time. Their only hope was that the stars might align just once, granting them the opportunity to prove themselves worthy.

As the countdown ticked closer, the room fell silent. Even the bravest warriors held their breath. And amid that stillness, many found themselves silently praying for a miracle—just a sliver of luck to tip the scales in their favor.

Then, with a flash, the moment of truth arrived.

The leaderboard flickered to life on the screen, and the first-place ranking appeared in bold, undeniable characters. A wave of quiet disappointment swept through the room.

It wasn't them.

But, as expected, none of the Hokages were truly surprised. They had known the odds. They had seen the power of their competitors. Yet, that didn't stop the bitter taste of failure from lingering in the air.

But for Ryan, a smug smile spread across his face. As the first-place winner was confirmed, his satisfaction was impossible to mask. He had done it—his world had triumphed. And in that moment, nothing else mattered.

[First Place: Fourth Hokage Ryan's World!]

The words flashed across the screen, and the collective sighs that followed were nearly audible. Those who had hoped to claim the top spot—Naruto, Tsunade, Kakashi—couldn't help but deflate, their faces a mixture of resignation and frustration.

"Ah… as expected. It's Ryan's world again." Naruto's voice was heavy with defeat, though there was a hint of admiration buried beneath it.

"Ryan's world develops so fast! We just can't keep up," Kakashi muttered, his usual smile absent, replaced by a look of quiet acceptance.

"What a shame! I really thought my efforts this time might be enough," Tsunade added, her voice tinged with disappointment. She had pushed herself harder than ever, yet here she was again—just shy of victory.

"It's not that your work was wasted… It's just impossible to match Ryan's progress in half a year!" Sasuke's tone was blunt, trying to console but unable to hide the sting of truth. They had all given their best, but Ryan's relentless drive and cunning had outpaced them yet again.

The room buzzed with mixed emotions—some resigned to their defeat, others taking it on the chin with the determination to try again. But one thing was clear: none of them were truly shocked.

After all, Ryan's world had claimed first place every single time. There was no denying his consistent mastery.

The sting of failure hung in the air for many—particularly Naruto and the others—who had worked tirelessly for this moment, pushing their worlds to the limit. The thought of having to wait another six months for another chance at first place stung, but they knew there was nothing more they could do now.

But with the first-place ranking decided, the Hokages shifted their attention to the next best thing: the top three.

"Alright, let's move on to second and third," Minato urged his voice calm but laced with impatience. His gaze was focused, eyes sharp as always. "We can't just keep staring at first place forever."

"Yeah, I need to know if I've made it to second!" Kakashi chimed in, a grin creeping onto his face. He was as laid-back as ever, but his eyes flickered with curiosity, a spark of excitement beneath his usual nonchalant demeanor. "I've been working hard for this. Let's see where I stand."

"The top three are what really matters right now," Road to Ninja Tsunade said with a decisive tone, her sharp gaze never leaving the screen. 

"Just show us second and third already!" Obito growled, impatience creeping into his voice. His tone was thick with urgency, the familiar frustration of wanting results immediately. "We've all been waiting. No need to waste time on the obvious. Let's get to the good stuff already."

The voices overlapped, a cacophony of hope and anticipation. Each Hokage stood at the edge of their seat, silently praying that their name would flash onto the screen. Second and third place, though not as glorious as first, still carried significant rewards. They all knew it wasn't over yet.

Meanwhile, Ryan remained unfazed, his cheerful mood a stark contrast to the storm of emotions around him.

How does taking first place again feel? Satisfying.

A grin spread across his face as he leaned back, soaking in the fleeting moment of victory. "Feels great," he thought, his mind already drifting to the next challenge, knowing it would be just as sweet.

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