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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 · Adolescents et jeunes adultes
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Missing Orc: Lhum'Baggar

Volk stood still amidst the crowd of Orcs and Elves, with his hand hovering over his chest as his heart raced with uncertainty.

The mission that had just appeared in his mind, the cold, mechanical voice of his system, echoed again:

| Find at least one of the traitors. |

Those words in the mission felt like it was latching on him.

The tribe was preparing to march, and yet there was a traitor among them.

Volk closed his eyes, trying to center himself in his head, his mind began to think carefully and to make sense of it all.

Where should he start?

Who could it be?

He knew this wasn't some random challenge.

The system never gave him missions unless they were tied to events directly involving him.

The enemy had to be someone he had already encountered.

'It had to be,' he reasoned, trying to calm the rising panic in his chest.

Volk had long learned that his system didn't simply give vague commands.