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Strongest Radioactive System

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. |

Espiritu_Santu · War
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The air in the city was thick with the acrid smell of dust and debris.

The ground trembled as the final towering building, now reduced to a crumbling shell of steel and concrete, collapsed with a resounding crash.

BOOM!

The sound echoed through the streets, shaking the ground beneath Volk's feet.

He stood amidst the chaos, towering above the shattered ruins, his breath steady and controlled.

His muscular and massive Orc frame glistened with sweat, and as he wiped his brow, a faint smile tugged at the corners of his lips.

His eyes, glowing with a fierce satisfaction, scanned the screen only he could see.

Ding!

| Rank 1 - Orcs: 63,729 kills. |

The numbers flashed in front of him, stark and undeniable.

He had done it.

A smirk crept onto his face.

The mission was a success, but it wasn't just the victory that pleased him.