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

Tycondrius' sword swings would be deflected by the young Athena Vanzano. After such, she would counterattack, aiming at a vulnerable point. When not deflected, the young lady would also dodge, weaving her body acrobatically, keeping her balance well. After such, she would... counterattack.

It was quite skillful. Tycon was only able to trivialize the fight because of his superior vision, his rank, and that he was very, very skilled at swordplay. In fact, he'd have forgotten that the young lady was Unranked, if not for the fact that her attacks and movement lacked mana acceleration.

"Very good, Miss Athena," Tycon smirked, flourishing his wooden practice sword. "You've exemplified the basics of the Tyrion rapier."

The young lady pursed her lips and allowed her practice rapier to rest, pointed low, "Why doesn't that sound like praise, Sir Tycon?"

A deep frown etched into Tycon's face, "It was meant to be praise."

Tested (Part Two)