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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 looked up from a report on the newest Academy funding initiative as he heard awkward footsteps coming into his room.

Ivan was holding Drazzit's hand as the Dark Elf led the young Magi into his office.

"He insisted on walking." She explained, as the boy beamed in pride at showing off his new skill.

"Hi Papa. Do you have cookies?" Ivan asked in his musical tenor.

Wolfe smiled as he inwardly tried to calculate where the time had gone. He saw the kids every single day, but he swore that just last week they were newborns. Now, Ivan was walking, talking, and soon he would be a going concern for the staff.

His smile had a hint of magic to it that even the Succubi recognized as an unfair advantage.

Wolfe didn't know which of the parents it had come from, but somewhere in his genome was a passive magical ability that increased his charisma.

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