The grand hall of the Blackwood Imperial Palace was packed with dignitaries, rulers, and high-ranking officials from across the Blackwood Union. The air was thick with anticipation as the Blackwood emblem—an intricate insignia of power and dominance—was displayed on massive banners hanging from the towering marble pillars.
Ethan sat on the elevated throne, his expression calm yet commanding. Christiana stood at his side, a living embodiment of discipline and control. Skylar and Classic occupied their seats of honor, while Chris, the former ruler, observed from a position of quiet authority.
The entire world was watching.
The broadcast cameras zoomed in as Ethan leaned forward, resting his hands on the gilded armrests of his throne. His voice echoed through the chamber, transmitted across the globe.
"Citizens of the Blackwood Empire, allies of the Blackwood Union, and those who still hesitate in the face of destiny—hear me now."
The hall fell into a deeper silence. Even the most powerful rulers of the world dared not interrupt.
"The passing of power has been completed. The Blackwood Empire remains unshaken. The Blackwood Union stands stronger than ever. And under my reign, we will ascend beyond what has ever been imagined."
He paused, letting the weight of his words sink in. Then, his tone sharpened.
"There will be no negotiations. No room for uncertainty. The rules of this world have changed, and only those who align themselves with the Blackwood Empire will thrive. Those who refuse…" Ethan's gaze swept across the gathered rulers. "…will be left behind."
A murmur spread through the audience. Some nodded in agreement, while others remained stiff, their expressions betraying their unease.
Christiana took a step forward, her voice cold and precise. "All nations under the Blackwood Union will continue to uphold the directives set forth by my father. The currency, the laws, and the structure of power remain unchanged. Any attempt to challenge the stability of this empire will be met with consequences that need no elaboration."
Ethan gave a slow nod of approval before continuing.
"Effective immediately, new expansions and developments will commence. The Blackwood Union Headquarters is complete, and our next step will be the consolidation of resources. The Blackwood Union Bank, the Blackwood Union Health Organization, and the Blackwood Union Defense Initiative will all operate at full capacity. No outside influence will be tolerated."
At this, several leaders shifted uncomfortably. Ethan smirked.
"If any nation still wishes to join our cause, the path remains open. But know this—loyalty is not bought. It is proven. The world as you know it belongs to the Blackwood Empire now."
The chamber remained silent. The weight of the announcement settled over every individual present.
Then, Ethan's gaze flicked toward Classic, who had remained silent throughout.
"Classic Blackwood," he addressed, his voice carrying a distinct note of authority. "You have watched the rise of this empire. You understand what must be done. Will you stand by your legacy?"
All eyes turned to Classic, awaiting his response. The future of the empire hinged on every decision made in this hall.
And in the silence that followed, the world held its breath.