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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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None of the Witches bought Wolfe's excuse that the overload of mana was actually necessary. They didn't even entertain the thought for a second. But the awkward silence faded quickly after Justine unnecessarily straightened her skirts and steadied herself on her feet.

The girls chatted happily about anything and everything, and Ella gave Christa and Justine a basic rundown on how things worked in Forest Grove, but the concept of a city so heavily magical that money had basically become obsolete was a hard one to process.

"Think of it this way. Money has great value for items brought from the outside. But other than that, it's all about time. Everyone trades an equal amount of time to keep things operating, other than the children, so you could really say that we're all making the same wage. It's just that local items are so cheap that they're pocket change and not the majority of your income.

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