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

Volk's march slowed as his massive feet crushed the underbrush beneath him.

His radioactive aura dimmed ever so slightly, though its ominous hum continued to ripple through the air.

The forest canopy above cast fractured beams of light onto his hulking figure, yet his glowing eyes, filled with an uncharacteristic depth of thought, were focused inward.

The notifications still lingered in his mind, each mission outlined with haunting clarity.

They weren't just options—they were crossroads, each leading to a future fraught with potential and peril.

He scratched his chin with a clawed hand, his brow furrowed in a rare moment of contemplation.

The horde behind him hesitated as they watched their leader slow, uncertain whether to pause or press forward.

Volk's imposing figure was like a monolith, immovable yet radiating energy that could erupt at any moment.

Declining the system