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It had been hundreds of years since humanity and their Witch allies had been forced to retreat to the fortress cities after the disastrous war to eliminate the Magi Clans. 

Nuclear weapons had burned the skies, and Grand Magic pulled entire continents beneath the seas before the end, but the victory was secured, no Magi was left alive in their slowly recovering world. 

Or so they thought. 

Wolfe Noxus was born on the lower levels of a fortress city run by the Morgana Coven, raised under the glow of magical lights, with magic and technology entwined in every aspect of his life. 

But after his eighteenth birthday, when a get rich quick scheme led him to the forbidden ability to use the powers of the Magi, his whole life would change. 

The forbidden inheritance of the Magi was his. All he had to do was live long enough to embrace it.

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The construction of the shack got the attention of a few of them, as the building was quite sturdy but cunningly crafted to look dilapidated on the outside, as the homes of rogue witches usually were.

They spared envious looks for the supplies that were stocked in the spare room and then followed Wolfe down inside the Den. It occurred to him as they walked that he hadn't told them just how many people were in the Den. They likely assumed that it was only a dozen or so witches gathered at a scouting location, so their response to the number of supplies that they had amassed was even better than Wolfe had hoped for.

"It looks like you're not in danger of starving to death, and you've got enough weapons here to take out half a regiment." One of the rescued witches laughed.

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