Naruto Builds An Empire Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I said, "The fire is still burning in the shadows. I am not afraid of the dark anymore." Stephen joined me on the balcony. He had two cups of coffee in his hands. He did not say anything. He did not have to. We stood there together watching the sun rise over the valley. We knew that by night we would be, in a world. The Vane Empire was a building that was built on the backs of people who were forgotten. It was time to tear it down piece by piece until all that was left was the truth and the people who knew how to take care of it. The Phoenix would not rise again. This time we would make sure it stayed in the ash. From that ash we would grow something that belonged to the light.

"The clinics stay open, Esmeray. You hire the medics, you buy the medicine, and you heal whoever walks through those doors. The Phantoms will provide the steel at the gates, but you... you provide the soul." I felt a tear slip through the soot on my cheek, but my eyes were bright with the unyielding fire of our victory. I reached up, my hand settling over his scarred knuckles, pulling his hand closer to our child. "We built it, Ruan. A kingdom without cages." "A dynasty, Doc," he corrected softly, his lips brushing against my forehead before he turned back to face the empire waiting below.

"The child—" "The child and I are entirely fine, Lucian," I interrupted softly, leaning into his warmth for a fraction of a second before stepping back to assume my posture as Sovereign. I looked down at the defeated army, then up at the high mountain peaks stretching toward the pale winter sky. The cellar was a lifetime away. The bridal veil of Ashmoor Cathedral was a distant memory. We had broken the vanguard, crushed the coup, and claimed the northern frontier. But as the cold wind whipped across the battlefield, I knew the true war—the war to build an empire that could withstand its own history—was only just beginning.

“Dravon will never be yours.” She scoffs. “Oh the fool can go to hell! Why are you so shortsighted?” She gestures to the chaos around us. “Can't you see the bigger picture here? Can't you see that I'm fighting for the kingdom? Can't you see that I'm building an empire?” I give her a smug smile. “Your empire or Elder Huncho's empire?”

Noah was reaching his age limit and if he passed away with no one after Dilan his empire and all his efforts would be a waste. The Thor empire was the greatest among all companies and the most feared and respected, its enemies had always found a way to bring it down to the dust but Noah thor never gave them the chance ever since he handed it over to his son Dilan the company has soared to greater heights making the rest utterly angry and frustrated but this time they had hope.

"The North has always stayed in their territory. They don't have interests down here." "They didn't," I said. "But they do now. And once they've consolidated power in the North, what do you think happens next?" "You're speculating," Booker said. "I'm extrapolating from observable patterns." I kept my voice level. "They're building an army. Not a pack. An army. And armies don't build themselves just to sit idle." The room was quiet. My hands were shaking worse under the blanket. The tremor was spreading up my arms. I needed the oxygen. Needed it badly. My vision was starting to blur slightly at the edges.

“You came to explain. To give me one of your long speeches about choices and duty. To make me feel like my downfall was a noble sacrifice.” He opened his mouth. I didn’t let him. “I built this empire!” I shouted. “Me. Not you. Not the council. I took a fractured pack and turned it into an army. I carved order from chaos, I bled for every ounce of power I had. And for what?” He looked at me with that infuriating sympathy that made me feel like a child again. “For what?” I repeated, voice breaking. “So I could lose it all to a rogue with a prophecy?”

I scoff in disbelief. "Smart guess." He raises his glass in the air with the filthy smirk playing on his old face. "I would never kill an innocent and I am not willing to marry her." I shake my head. "My father built this empire, Hunter. I passed it down to me than his other sons because he saw the potential in me, the ambition to expand our organization and now, you will do as I say, Hunter. End of the discussion." He places the empty glass on the counter and walks out of the room leaving me alone to fight with my scattered emotions.

"In a short time, the group grew in strength and number headed by the two friends. They made a colony, sort of a rebel band, consisting of anyone who had been unjustly banished or lonely." "The colony soon grew into a community, then a town, then a city, then a state, then a group of states which formed an Empire overtime. All through, the now elderly duo ruled the Empire they'd created from scratch." "Astheria grew in prosperity, fame and wealth. She had resources, mines, alien treasures enough to make a man go crazy, armoury, soldiers, state heads, merchants, philosophers, power and influence. Other nations bowed and cowered at their feet! Everything was going on well until...." She took a