When he has to enroll in the Easton Magic Academy and gain the Divine Visionary title (for only exceptionally magically talented students) or else, shenanigans ensue.
In a riff on Harry Potter that doesn’t take itself too seriously, main character Mash Burnedead has zero magical powers in a society where one’s position is determined by their power and skill. What he does have, however, is an unhealthy obsession with cream puffs and an ungodly amount of muscular ability. When he has to enroll in the Easton Magic Academy and gain the Divine Visionary title (for only exceptionally magically talented students) or else, shenanigans ensue. Can muscles really beat magic?