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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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Wolfe realized once he was in the shower that there wasn't going to be anything even close to acceptable, as his senses were so much more keen than the average, but fortunately, he had brought soap with him in his backpack, part of the essential toiletries kit that Forest Grove packed for everyone going on trips, but mostly for their scouts.

It was made by the Fae, and designed to match with the smell of the forest, so that scouts didn't stand out to the animals and other residents, but that made it very noticeable here inside the city.

He refreshed his armour spell, bringing back the formal robes, and headed for the living room to meet with Priya before tonight's big party for the newly awakened witches.

Predictably, with so much more work to do to get ready, Priya wasn't back yet, so Wolfe made himself comfortable, while the maids gave him furtive looks from the kitchen, where they were polishing the wooden floors and cleaning windows.

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