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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

Scene: Mouth of the Cave – Eastern Blackwood Ridge

Just… slowed. Like even the sky was waiting to see what I'd do next.

I could hear the faint whine of a recon drone in the air, its shadow passing over the rocks. It tried to stay high, hidden behind clouds, but I knew its sound. I designed that model.

I stood tall—no crown, no throne, no polished armor. Just a torn coat, blood at my ribs, and a heart that beat too damn loud for the silence around me.

> "They're flanking. Four on your left, three right, one behind. Stealth formation. All Shadow Hawks."

> "I know," I muttered. "She sent her best."

I didn't move toward them. Not yet.

Because power… real power… doesn't chase.

Let them remember what it means to stand in the presence of something absolute.

My eyes locked on the hovering drone. I tilted my head back, just slightly. Let it catch the full angle of my face.

My lip was cracked. My hair wind-beaten. My coat torn like I'd walked through hell barefoot.

> "They're waiting for a signal," Soren said. "Orders?"

> "Let them wait," I said finally. "Let them sweat in their silence. If Amara is still who I married, she's already airborne."

I turned to him—slowly. My eyes calm.

> "Then I die here. But not quietly."

The snow finally stopped. The wind didn't.

I felt the earth hum—something distant approaching.

Let the world feel what it feels like…

When a king doesn't return to the throne.

But the throne returns to the king.

Title: “I Know She’s Watching”