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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. |

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Change of heart

However, after the Death Monarch's lips twisted into a smirk and muttered, "Interesting…", as he clasped his hands together, readying to summon more of his dark necromagic, he froze.

His eyes narrowed in sudden alarm as a subtle tremor rose beneath him, something that felt alive—no, more than alive.

The sensation was raw, pure, and ancient.

He could feel its intent, a force like the earth itself surging toward him, emanating violence with an unstoppable, primal will.

Suddenly, the ground beneath him pulsed with an invisible rhythm, echoing from deep within, like a heartbeat turned weapon.

"Just an earth spell," he murmured dismissively, summoning a wave of low-level necromantic energy around himself as a shield.

The dark aura rose, forming a barrier around him in swirling shades of black and crimson.

He sneered, prepared to feel the reverberation dissipate harmlessly against his magic.

"Volsorana Acho-"