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 eyes narrowed as the unsettling presence of the winged figures above continued to stir the unease in his chest. The faint, rhythmic sound of beating wings grew louder, drilling into his ears. His jaw clenched, and he turned abruptly toward his Horde.

"GET UP!" Volk's voice roared through the night like a crashing thunderclap, reverberating off the trees. The sharpness of his tone shattered the stillness, cutting through the snores and groans of his slumbering warriors. "WAKE UP, YOU SLOTHFUL DOGS! GET TO YOUR FEET RIGHT NOW!"

Some stirred sluggishly, rolling over on the uneven ground, groaning as if swatting away an imagined fly. Others blinked groggily, their eyes barely open, uncomprehending. Volk's patience, already thin, snapped further.

Wake up!