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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

Wolfe led the group into the meeting room and took a seat on a couch along one wall, with King Petros beside him. This was what the King had come here for, and the fact that nobody in this group recognized him was not lost on him.

Wolfe had picked people that would speak freely in front of their King, thinking that he was just some powerful friend of the local Saint.

If he had introduced himself and then asked, they would have lied and told him how wonderful it was to have this honour, and some nonsense about how they were looking forward to going home to show off their skills.

That didn't help him at all, and Petros was hoping that they could get through all these talks without anyone realizing that he was the new King of the Fallen Empire, or the Risen King, as he had chosen to title his reign.

The first up was the lone human, who looked longingly at his book, and clearly didn't want to spend much time here if he could avoid it.

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