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.

Scene: Sector E7 – Frozen Ravine, 4km East of Entry Point Sigma


He thought snow would cover his tracks.


He thought a single well-placed bullet would shake an empire.


I stood above the ravine, breathing slow and steady, my rifle slung behind me. Below, six Shadow Hawks had the bastard pinned. His sniper rifle lay snapped in two at his feet, and his left leg was bent at an angle no bone should allow.


> "Please…" he rasped. "I didn't mean to kill him—just a warning, I swear, I swear it wasn't supposed to hit the heart—"


> "You shot a king," I growled, descending toward him. "There are no warnings when you aim for the crown."


His eyes widened as I approached. My boots cracked the ice with every step. The other operatives backed off like wolves making room for their alpha.


> "Wait! Wait!" he gasped. "I can talk—I have info—names—there's others involved!"


> "You should've thought about that before pulling the trigger."


And for the first time in years, I let my voice drop to a whisper. Not for intimidation.


> "It was just a job," he sobbed. "They paid me! I didn't even know the bullet would hit—"


> "You knew exactly what you were doing."


Blood soaked the snow like spilled ink on a surrender note.


I stood. Wiped the blade on his jacket. Turned to my team.


> "Pack him up. Send the body to the Queen. But…"


> "Wrap it in his own weapon. I want it hand-delivered."


> "This is General Soren Vask. Target neutralized. Body en route to Blackwood Medical. Inform Her Majesty: 'Message received. Delivered.'"


But it sure as hell makes others bleed for daring to try.


Chapter 551 - Title: “Found Him”