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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

As they walked out of the apartment building and into the street, the guard who had brought the dagger over to become a sword for Nimue leaned down to whisper to Wolfe.

"Did you do something to that blade?"

Wolfe nodded, and looked up at the four-metre tall bodyguard.

"Yeah, it was a bit bland, so I added a spell inscription for [Wind Blades] to give it a little more of an aura. If she's going to be walking with the queen, she needs to make some sort of impression, and we don't want her feeling weak and powerless."

"You know it's not a permanent gift, right? I'll be taking my dagger back at the end of the day and giving her a new one from the armoury." The guard asked.

"Of course. It's just a Rank Three attack spell. It's enough that you can feel some threat from up close, but it's not some overwhelmingly powerful weapon. On the bright side, wind blades are really thin, so if you need, you could use it as a scalpel."

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