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Legacy of Blackwood – Synopsis

Decades after Chris Blackwood reshaped the world, his empire stands unrivaled, with its influence stretching across nations. The Blackwood Union rules with absolute authority, dictating the course of history itself. But as the throne transitions to a new ruler, the balance of power shifts, and old alliances are tested.

Ethan Carter, the trusted right hand of Chris, has been named the new Supreme Ruler. With his appointment comes the weight of expectation, the burden of maintaining an empire built on dominance, and the whispers of betrayal lurking in the shadows.

Classic Blackwood and Christiana Blackwood—each with their own vision for the future—must decide where their loyalties lie. Skylar Blackwood, ever watchful, remains a force to be reckoned with, her ambitions far from fulfilled.

But as external threats rise and internal conflicts brew, the question remains: Will the Legacy of Blackwood thrive under new leadership, or will it collapse under the weight of its own power?

A tale of loyalty, ambition, and the price of absolute rule—Legacy of Blackwood begins.

Legacy of Blackwood

The towering doors to the Council Chamber swung open behind me just as I was about to step into my private study. I didn't need to turn to know it was her.

"Christiana," I said, without pausing.

I stopped, turned slightly, eyes sharp. "Bring me the full breakdown of your recommendations. The salaries, the land grants, the authority level you intend to assign to these new Council members. All of it."

She hesitated only for a breath. "Of course."

"Don't get ahead of yourself," I said calmly. "No matter how efficient you've become, remember—only I have the authority to sign off on the redistribution of national power, wealth, and influence. Not you. Not Henry. Not even the Dictator title gives you that clearance."

Her eyes didn't flinch, but the lesson landed.

"Good," I said, stepping into the study.

She followed behind and laid her tablet on the obsidian table. The screen lit up, casting a glow across the room. I waved my hand, activating the holo-projector. Immediately, the names, proposed assets, and their authority designations hovered mid-air in glowing blue text.

She nodded. "Tiered based on responsibility. Council Advisors: 15 million BC monthly. Regional Governors: 25 million. Lead Strategists and Defense Heads: 30 million with hazard compensation."

"Each will receive an estate in their appointed region. But all will remain under federal watch. No hereditary transfer of power allowed. The lands belong to the state—not the bloodline."

A sharp nod of approval left me. "That part, I like."

I gestured to the Authority column. "Level-4 clearance for this teacher? Explain."

"Imani Rasheed restructured a failed educational zone in under six months with no funding, and quadrupled literacy rates across an entire province. She's not just a teacher. She's a reformer."

I considered that. "Very well. Reduce her clearance to Level-3 for now. We'll observe her under surveillance. If she performs, she earns Level-4. No one walks in and gets that."

Christiana made the adjustment instantly.

"You're learning," I said, stepping closer. "But always remember: I created this Empire from the ashes of failing kingdoms. I gave it order. I gave it fear. And I gave it hope."

"I never forget that," she replied quietly.

"Good," I said, sealing the new documents with my biometric stamp. "Then let's move forward with strength, not sentiment."

She bowed her head slightly. "I'll prepare the national announcement."

"And make sure you wear the Dictator's regalia. I want the people to see the iron hand that shields their freedom."

As she left, the room was quiet again. But not peaceful.

And no one wielded it better than me.

Chapter Title: The Weight of Authority