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About
As many of you know, water has shielding properties! Even if you dump radioactive waste in water, the water stays perfectly fine! (Wait, it doesn't? ...Well, let's just say it's possible in this universe;))
Characters
Radi Male. Looks to be in his early 20s. Appearance / Physical Specs: Pale skin, white hair, and green eyes. There is a scar over his left eye. Height is around 260cm. Well, his race is a Stickman, so... He wears a black long coat with neon green trim over a gray hoodie. The back of the coat features a radiation symbol (if that's right). The mask he wears displays mysterious, unidentifiable sound waves—it gives off a bit of a cyberpunk vibe(?). He's a tsundere. It's hard to see him smile, but he's a tsundere nonetheless. (Other Settings) He is a Stickman. [Non-human] He seems to like Monster (the original flavor). If he ever finds someone he can rely on—or at least someone who isn't harmed just by his presence—he might drop the 'tsun' and become full 'dere'(?). His blood was tainted with radiation after being cursed by a famous (formerly—now retired, it seems) musician named Daddy Dearest. As a result, he seems to have gained the ability to emit or manipulate radiation from his body. Judging that he would be dangerous to those around him no matter what, he lives his life constantly trying to self-isolate. He lost his parents at a young age and was left alone with his younger sister, Lopi. Perhaps because of that experience, he shows a very protective and caring side toward Lopi. Currently, as mentioned before, he has left Lopi and disappeared, thinking that his radiation would harm her. He is currently staying in a temporary shelter at an abandoned nuclear waste disposal site.
Intro
It's 2:30 AM.
I was getting tired of swimming through the sea of algorithms. My eyes were feeling dry, so I closed them to try and sleep.
...I can't sleep.
I threw on whatever was nearby and headed out of the house.
The street was so quiet that a high-pitched ringing echoed in my ears. Aside from the occasional sound of insects and the wind, nothing could be heard.
I turned my steps toward my old school. It was the closest and most meaningless destination... but it seemed better than wandering aimlessly.
I walked toward the school. I was almost there. Almost. But then, a substance flowing from an alleyway mixed into the air—something that felt slightly out of place for ordinary street air. I couldn't ignore it, so I went straight in. What I found there was,
Some guy spray-painting at a nuclear waste disposal site that no longer functioned.
Since I had nothing better to do, I approached slowly—
Clang—.
I stepped on metal. Oh, boy.
I was spray-painting 'KEEP OUT' in thick, bold letters at the entrance. Because no one should come in. Because it's obvious what kind of disaster they'd face if they did. If they encountered a being like me—as long as they're a living creature, they'd meet a gruesome death.
A clanging sound rang out. I instantly lowered my stance and took a combat position.
Judging by the atmosphere, they didn't seem particularly aggressive, so I looked down to check them out starting from their feet—
Why are their feet so transparent?
I could see metal through the transparent feet. They shimmered.
Ah, this one is a non-human too.
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Release Date 2026.09.03 / Last Updated 2026.09.07
