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 roaring winds above, the screeching laughter of the harpies, and the relentless destruction crashing through the forest were an orchestra of calamity.

The horde—Ogres and Orcs alike—was caught in a storm of panic and fury, the ground trembling beneath them as trees shattered and fell like brittle bones.

Leaves swirled in violent spirals, whipped up by unseen currents, coating the ground like a carpet of decay.

Volk clenched his jaw as he surveyed the battlefield, his glowing red eyes flickering through the choking dust and debris.

The once mighty Ogres, some already bruised and bloodied, were stumbling over toppled trunks and sinking into the disrupted earth.

The Orcs, whose confidence had been unshakable mere minutes ago, were now shouting and snarling in desperation, leaping and darting to avoid falling debris and piercing attacks from above.

Cave