Eddsworld Ships Novels & Stories

" Damien asked straight to the point. “Demmy, the company is doing great besides you just woke up and you're supposed to be thinking, about how to heal fast so we can look for who is res... "don't change the topic, Edward. What happened to the company?" Damien asked again for Edward to sigh. "three of our ships transporting containers of goods to Australia sank a month ago and it's carrying so much goods worth billions of dollars which is affecting us now. I've been trying to settle things and also trying to keep the board members at peace because if something is not done, we might go bankrupt." Edward said in absolute shame.

Alessandra told him. Ellwood nodded and signaled the waiter to serve the food. While waiting, I can't seem to stay still and seated on my chair. Gabriel looked very serious and had a stoic expression on his face. I was grateful when Alessandra opened a topic about Ellwood's cargo shipping company. "So, that Cargo Vessel there is yours?" she pointed at the biggest ship Ellwood's company has. He simply nodded. "Actually, it carries crude oils to Manila, its due date is by the day after tomorrow but I'm stuck here with this beautiful lady..." he said and looked at me. He laughed a little, looking unbothered about compromising his work.

⸻ Meanwhile — Somewhere in Europe Inside the Consortium headquarters, Dennis Rothchild studied new financial reports. His face slowly darkened. Chad Kirk looked up. “What is it?” Dennis slid the tablet across the table. A number flashed on the screen. JOHN EDISON — ESTIMATED NET WORTH: $5.1 TRILLION Kirk nearly stood up. “That’s impossible.” James Heiden looked at the report. “His shipping company…” The data expanded. Edison Global Shipping Routes had doubled across Asia, Europe, and Africa. The alliance with KHAN Logistics had expanded transport corridors.

Kalu’s voice trembled with concern. Eddie waved him off with a weak smile, ignoring the limp in his step. “I’m fine, Kalu. Just a little rougher than usual.” Kalu hesitated, eyes wide but unwilling to argue. “At least let me bandage your face. You’re bleeding.” Eddie shook his head. “No time.” He looked out over the dock—rusting cranes, stacks of shipping containers, and the low hum of cargo ships unloading. It was the same place he’d known for years. This was his world, and tonight it felt colder than ever.