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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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So be it

Volk stood amidst the clearing where the harpies circled above, his imposing figure unyielding even under their mocking gaze. His crimson eyes gleamed with fervor as he raised his voice, projecting authority and unwavering confidence.

"Listen to me, winged hunters of the skies! You look down on us, but I see strength in your kind. I see a future where the harpy people rise higher than ever before, not as scattered bands but as a unified force.

"And I—Volk—offer you that future. Together, we could carve a path of conquest so glorious that your names will echo in the winds for generations!"

He took a step forward, his voice swelling with fervent conviction.

"What do you gain by attacking us? Scraps of fleeting satisfaction? A moment of dominance? I offer you something far greater. A legacy. Power.

"Glory that will transcend the skies you glide through. Together, we could dominate the forests, the mountains, the very heavens themselves!"