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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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Inheritor Of Magic: The Magi King

The Witch quickly got changed, and Wolfe adjusted [Detect Hidden] to assess her curves. He had just the right outfit in mind for an armour spell, one that would be both moderately publicly acceptable and still embarrassing enough that he would smile at the thought every time it came into his head.

"Close your eyes. I want this to be a surprise. The others can explain how the spell worked, or you can examine that amulet I'll make for you once it's complete." Wolfe instructed the Witch as he finished his visualization.

Once he was certain that it would look right on her body shape, Wolfe got to work. A hunter needed a Hunter's outfit. Wolfe had seen just the right one on a mechanic's shop wall when he was younger, and the image stuck in his mind.

408 Wolfe's Fashion Sense