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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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Here I go!

High above the battlefield, Volk floated, suspended in the endless expanse of the blue sky.

His massive, grotesque form—a blend of raw muscle and unnatural energy—seemed to consume the space around him.

His radioactive Ogre-like body radiated an eerie green hue, casting a faint glow on the clouds that drifted lazily around him.

The air sizzled faintly with his presence, a reminder of the raw, devastating power he now held.

His elongated limbs, each rippling with grotesque strength, stretched outward, and his enormous, twisted frame looked almost serene against the tranquil backdrop of the heavens.

Volk's glowing eyes narrowed as he stared into the distance, his thoughts racing.

The system's punishment after fighting the undead monarch still echoed in his mind, an ever-present reminder of his limitations.

"The radioactive state is restricted until specific conditions are met..."