Ethan POV
The announcement had shaken the world. The Blackwood Empire, the Blackwood Union, the very foundations of global power—all of it now rested on my shoulders.
Chris Blackwood, the man who built an empire from the ashes of democracy, had passed the torch. His children, Classic and Christiana, had carved their own legacies under his rule, but in the end, he had chosen me.
I stood in the Imperial Throne Room, surrounded by the highest officials of the empire. Christiana sat to my right, expression unreadable. Classic to my left, eyes sharp but silent. Skylar watched from the grand balcony, her gaze distant, lost in thoughts of the past and future.
And then, the final words of Chris Blackwood echoed in my mind:
"Rule not as a tyrant, but as a force the world cannot ignore. My name will be remembered, but your actions will define what comes next."
The coronation was set. The world braced for the next chapter.
But one question remained in every heart:
Would the Blackwood Empire remain unchallenged, or was this only the beginning of a new storm?
Final Line:
"Empires do not fall. They evolve. And the Blackwood Empire has only just begun."
THE END.
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