You Were Told to Go Die, Not Become a God in the Forbidden Zone

The flames of the incineration pit are the final step in the conglomerates' disposal of "waste." I was the piece of waste they were about to destroy without a second thought.

They thought high levels of radiation would vaporize me completely. But they had miscalculated one thing: as the energy of death surged into my body, what I heard was the overture to evolution.

[Calamity Panel] activated! From then on, the most terrifying forbidden zones in the world became my all-you-can-eat buffet, and the horrifying mutants became stepping stones on my experience bar.

While the people who once stood high above me and cast me aside were fighting tooth and nail for a single shot of anti-radiation medicine, I was already eating nuclear waste for a bedtime snack.

They wanted me dead.

Fine. Now I've returned from the land of the dead, ready to personally carry out a thorough, god-tier purification of this rotten world.