PROLOGUE/AUTHORS NOTE
The third Hokage is dead.
That piece of news was not one that anyone wanted. He seemed like the Hokage who would live forever but alas only shy of two days ago did they lower Sarutobi Hiruzen. The village gathered in black as rain droplets fell rapidly to the ground, giving their sadness not only an internal struggle but also an outward display.
Not many days passed and the village was still in mourning and would most likely still be until they found the new Hokage. Ideas floated around on who should take that seat, but as of now no official request has been made to anyone, at least, as far as most people in the village were concerned.
Now, I know you know of what really happened after all of this – but stories – tales – have very separate versions, and one simple suggestion, one simple request or order can change the outlook of the whole story or maybe it will only affect it at the time that much is unclear.
But here is one thing I do know as I sit here and write this – this is my version of events, my version of a story told over hundreds of manga chapters, anime episodes and so on.
And so here it is. Let the story truly begin.