CouchSurfingDragon

I woke up in this world with a System and a sword. Without hesitation, I chose to complete the princess’ quest with my weapons: Arrogance. Cunning. Pride. I will lead guild Sol Invictus. Denizens of the 7 hells, respect me. Servants of the 11 heavens, know fear. Guild Invictus, know the suffering of training so you can wrest victory from the jaws of those who dare doubt you. 

This is a story about a snake named Tycondrius waking up in a fantasy world of swords and sorcery. There is action, violence, unapologetic murder, and arrogant displays of power. There is an emphasis on combat growth as well as psychological growth on more than a few members of Guild Invictus. There is camaraderie and also the inevitable comedic dialogue amongst manly men. There are even elements of romance and Tycon running away from terrifying, powerful women. (Did you know most female snakes eat their partners after mating?) 

Give this book a read. I hope some of these stories can inspire you to fight your battles with analytical intelligence, heroic courage, and ruthless lethality. 

Work is completed as of 9May2024. There's also a few side-stories written in Chapter 1151!  The Author is working on a new story called 'I Wish You Were Never Reborn.' After four or so years of writing, my skills have much improved. Highly recommend. 

Here is my discord: https://discord.gg/NNbAj7N 
Constructive criticism and corrections welcome. Other Authors extra-welcome.

You can find a list of characters at https://snek.fandom.com/wiki/Character_List

Cover image credit: Johnabrash at Fiverr

Headed by a Snake

"Is everything in order, Lady Crucis?"

Tycondrius let out a deep sigh, plastering a fake smile on his face for the Archbishop.

Natalya Crucis nodded, tapping the bottom of her white staff against the ground, "Yes. The Measuring Device marks your 'daughter' as having a Divine Class capable of casting First-Circle spells. The Church will train her."

Tycon nodded solemnly, observing the Archbishop's Measuring Device. It was straight and somewhat compact, carved with sharp, perfectly inscribed runes. At its tip was a brilliant blue mana-stone, cut for sharp edges.

Spellcaster equipment in the Holy Country was quite different from those in the Kingdom. A Kingdom staff might be gnarled wood with a rough-cut crystal set into it-- the wood grown over to hold it in place. A Holy Country staff was much the opposite, worked with human hands to harness the powers of the elements and whatnot.

Friends, Then