Ethan stood at the heart of the Blackwood Union War Room, a high-tech command center that overlooked the world through a network of live satellite feeds. The 24-hour deadline had passed. Some nations had surrendered immediately, desperate to gain access to the Union's resources, security, and economy.
But others—foolish, stubborn remnants of the old world—chose to resist.
A holographic projection displayed a list of the remaining independent nations. Seven in total. Their leaders had refused to align with the Blackwood Union. Ethan's lips curled in disdain.
"Initiate Phase One," he commanded.
Tobias Hale, the Supreme General, nodded. "Military strikes have been authorized. Precision drone attacks are underway. Their key infrastructures—power grids, supply chains, and communication networks—are being dismantled as we speak."
The live feeds flickered, showing images of targeted energy plants collapsing, missile silos exploding, and government buildings engulfed in flames.
Ethan's eyes remained cold. "Civilian casualties?"
Lance Donovan, the head of intelligence, responded: "Minimal. We are executing strategic eliminations. Their governments will fall without the need for mass destruction."
Victoria Langley, the economic strategist, adjusted her earpiece. "Their stock markets have collapsed. Their currencies are worthless. Without the Blackwood economy, they are nothing."
Ethan's fingers tapped rhythmically on the armrest of his chair. "Good."
He turned to the press secretary, standing nearby. "Draft an official statement. Make it clear: This is not a war. This is the natural course of history. They had a choice, and they refused. Now, they face the consequences."
The secretary bowed and left immediately.
Ethan leaned forward, watching as the final vestiges of resistance crumbled.
"Within 72 hours, I want the remaining nations either under our banner or reduced to ruins. No delays. No negotiations."
The room responded in unison. "Yes, Supreme Ruler."
The age of Blackwood dominance was complete.
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Christiana POV – The God's Warning
She entered the sacred God's Chamber, the only place in the empire where even Ethan's authority did not reach.
Chris sat in his meditation stance, his aura exuding an unnatural stillness.
"Father," she began, voice firm. "Ethan is wiping out the last nations. Soon, the entire world will be under our banner."
Chris did not move. "I am aware."
She hesitated before stepping closer. "And you still refuse to act?"
His golden eyes opened, piercing into her.
"I will act only when it is necessary. Until then, he is the ruler. Not me."
Christiana clenched her fists. "You gave him absolute power. But absolute power comes with absolute consequences."
Chris's gaze did not waver. "And that is why you are here, Christiana. You are the enforcer. It is your duty to ensure the balance is maintained."
She inhaled sharply, struggling to suppress her frustration. "And if Ethan crosses the line?"
For the first time, a flicker of something unreadable crossed Chris's expression.
"Then, I will remind him why I am called the God of the Empire."
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Breaking News – The Fall of the Old World
*"This is a historic moment. As of today, the last remnants of independent nations have either fallen or pledged allegiance to the Blackwood Union.
Effective immediately, the world is now governed under a single authority—the Blackwood Union Empire, led by Supreme Ruler Ethan Blackwood.
Citizens of former nations are required to register under Blackwood law, and all previous political structures have been dissolved. The era of individual nations is officially over.
Ethan Blackwood has issued a statement:
"The world is no longer divided. There are no more nations. There is only the Union. We stand together as one people, under one rule. Those who resisted have sealed their fate. The old world is gone. This is the future."
Meanwhile, former ruler **Chris Blackwood, now regarded as the God of the Empire, has remained silent on the matter. Sources indicate that while he no longer directly rules, his presence still looms over every decision made.
With this, the age of the Blackwood Empire is fully realized."*
End of Broadcast.
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Ethan POV – The Throne of a New World
Ethan sat alone in his chamber, staring at the crown of Blackwood on the table before him.
The world belonged to him now.
But deep in his mind, he knew the truth.
As long as Chris Blackwood remained, he was never truly the highest power.
And one day…
That reality would come to haunt him.
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The End… or a New Beginning?