Espiritu_Santu

VOLK SMAAAAASSH!

Reincarnated with a body like a nuclear bomb, let's turn this magical world into a nuclear wasteland!

As someone who loved fighting, Volk Mogger was the most miserable of them all.

Born with a small frame, tiny limbs, and underdeveloped muscles, he struggled to grasp anything that was taught to him. He was relegated to merely watching others fight—whether on the internet, on television, or in real life.

One day, while riding in his wheelchair, he was abducted and taken to a strange place for a radioactive experiment, which ultimately failed.

However, Volk soon discovered that he had been reincarnated in a magical world as a member of an Orc horde, which was hunted by higher life forms despite merely wanting to establish a land where they could honor their traditions and build a home alongside their symbiotic partners, the Elven Witch races.

Suddenly, a system screen appeared before Volk, announcing that he had acquired the power to transform into an invincible radioactive titan who yearns to be the strongest of them all.

However, this transformation had a time limit, and to extend that limit, he had to win! But win what?

Ding! 

| Beat up the Orcs thief who stole your spoil and a chance to have a wife!

| Reward: Extend the radioactive time to 2 minutes. 

| Failure: Minus 1 minute.

| Current radioactive time: 2 minutes. |

Strongest Radioactive System

The tension in the cavern was incredibly sharp and one move, all of them felt they would be pushed and crushed.

The flickering light of the glowing crystals reflected off the stone walls, casting long shadows over the assembled Orcs.

Volk stood at the forefront, his broad shoulders squared, eyes glinting with determination as he faced the other clans.

The silence after his declaration lingered in the air like a storm waiting to break.

Then, like a dam breaking, the other Orc Clans erupted into anger and disbelief.

"Work under the Dreadmaw Clan?" A gruff voice from the Bloodfang Clan snarled.

The Orc who spoke stepped forward, his broad chest heaving, fists clenched in fury. His tusks gleamed as he bared his teeth, clearly enraged at the notion.

Challenge