Ethan POV
I stood in the press hall of the Blackwood Union Headquarters, facing dozens of cameras, reporters, and representatives from every Union nation. The weight of my position settled on my shoulders, but I thrived in it.
Clearing my throat, I adjusted the microphone and spoke with absolute authority.
"Attention, leaders of the world, members of the Blackwood Union, and all who wish to witness history in the making."
The room fell silent.
"By the decree of His Imperial Majesty, Chris Blackwood, Supreme Ruler of the Blackwood Empire and Founder of the Blackwood Union, I formally announce an emergency Blackwood Union Assembly—tonight."
Murmurs rippled through the crowd, but I wasn't done.
"This meeting will determine the next phase of our global restructuring. Attendance is mandatory for all Union nations. Non-Union representatives may observe but will have no voice in the discussions. This is not a request. This is an order."
I let the words settle before continuing.
"The world has changed. The weak have fallen, and the strong have aligned under one banner. If you are not with us, you are simply… waiting to be erased by time."
Silence.
Then, I delivered the final blow.
"His Majesty has spoken. You will be there. Or you will be left behind."
I stepped back as the hall erupted with reporters shouting questions. But the message was clear.
Tonight, the world would once again bow to the Blackwoods.