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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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With Wolfe's work done, the Seraphim stepped forward, making it look like random chance that the first one he stepped to was the one that they had been sent to the village to retrieve.

"Step forward and put your hand on the crystal. Do you understand how to channel mana, or should I have the Patriarch help you?" The Seraphim asked.

The young man shook his head, so Wolfe took action, pouring a bit of mana through him and into the crystal where his hand was touching it.

Once the process was started, the rest flowed naturally from him, and the crystal glowed with a gentle light.

A mark began to form on the young man's arm, a single feathered wing, and Wolfe gave the Seraphim an intrigued look. Could these Magi be somehow associated with the Upper Planes? Or from a family that specialized in light magic, as the Seraphim did?

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