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.

No devices. No screens. No surveillance. Just four of my most trusted strategists, a dim overhead light, and me—Skylar Blackwood—sitting at the head of the obsidian table like it was a war council.


Because that's exactly what it had become.


"We're compromised," I said flatly. No sugar-coating. No politics.


Lucas, my chief operations strategist, frowned. "Compromised how? We've swept for bugs—"


"It's not bugs," I snapped. "It's him."


"He's feeding us money, connections, goodwill. He wants this to grow. That donation from Sector 3? That's his leash, and we just put it around our necks willingly."


They looked at each other, some in denial, others afraid to admit the obvious.


"This isn't support. It's containment. The moment we step out of the line he's drawn, he'll pull the plug—and we'll fall harder than we ever rose."


Then Clara, my media director, spoke. "So… what now? Do we cut the funding? Go public? Expose it?"


I shook my head. "No. That would be playing into his hands. He wants us to react emotionally. He wants us to panic. Instead…"


I stood, walking slowly around the table.


"We give him what he expects. Smiles. Growth. Influence. We keep playing the part. But underneath, we restructure—cut all traceable lines, build a shadow branch of the agency, one he can't touch."


I nodded. "Exactly. A network of loyalists, off-grid, untraceable. Hidden in the cracks of the empire. If Chris thinks he's feeding a fire, then let's make sure it burns in places he can't see."


Clara's eyes lit up. "The people already trust you. We can plant subtle messaging—shift loyalty to you, not the agency. He thinks he owns the building, but we'll take the soul."


Finally, I thought. Now we're speaking war.


I glanced out the sealed window. Somewhere, Chris was watching. Smiling. Thinking he was still in control.


Chapter 340 - The Trap Within