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 gritted his teeth as the sharp, searing pain lanced through his side. The spider had struck with blinding speed, one of its jagged legs slashing across his ribs. Blood dripped down his torso, but he didn't fall. He stood tall, defiant, his fiery eyes locked onto the massive creature in front of him.

The spider loomed closer, its legs clicking against the stone floor, its mandibles dripping with venom that hissed as it touched the ground. Volk's breathing was heavy, each inhale bringing a sharp ache to his injured side. But he didn't care about the pain. His focus wasn't on himself anymore.

He spun around, taking in the sight of his horde.

Ready