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 golden-feathered owl leader, his once-proud plumage now dull and disheveled, flapped weakly as he hovered just above the ground. His pride was shredded, his dignity long since tossed aside like a forgotten relic. His piercing eyes, once filled with superiority and confidence, now carried a desperate, pleading light as he turned to Volk, who stood at the center of his chaotic Horde like a warlord presiding over a festival.

"P-please," the owl leader croaked, his voice cracking with exhaustion and humiliation. "I beg you… this is beneath even the vilest of creatures. Spare me this disgrace!"

Volk raised an eyebrow, crossing his arms as he considered the words. A sly smirk tugged at his lips. "Spare you? Hah! Where was your mercy when you mocked us earlier? Where was your dignity when you threatened my life like some pompous overlord? You didn't seem to think we deserved any mercy then."

Anything?