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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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Once the Witches were unloaded, Wolfe got to work on the modifications to the truck, filling one fuel tank with Mana Crystals, and charging them with mana. That brought the truck up to functional status for use by others, and Wolfe rejoined the group.

"There we go, all ready. Now, has everyone gotten the chance to say hello? I hear the river boat coming, so it's almost time to leave again." He asked, breaking the uncomfortable silence between the soldiers and the witches that they viewed as traitors to the United World Government.

"I guess I should mention that none of the Witches you will meet have ever been to another Continent. They're all born right here in this area, so there's no need to hold a grudge against them, unless you're really devoted to seeing everyone here as an enemy." Wolfe added.

"Seriously? They're not rebels?" The seemingly perpetually angry Sergeant asked.

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