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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

"Are you really going to make me dress up for some party full of witches?" Millie asked, shaking out her alabaster white wings in annoyance as soon as the Elders left to prepare for the party.

"It won't be that bad. I will use magic to create an outfit for you, so you will be fully armoured when you go in. Plus, isn't it nice to dress up now and then? I wear my finest suit all the time, just because I can." Wolfe replied, making the bodyguard laugh.

"Well, when you put it that way, I suppose that it would be rude to refuse, even if it will be horribly uncomfortable in a city full of witches who hate Demons. Besides, you know that I can't just leave you to go on your own. But maybe it would be more comfortable for them if my wings were hidden? I am nearly witch sized, and I don't have horns, so I could almost blend in." She suggested.

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