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

"So what do you think, Boss?" Lone asked.

Tycondrius pulled out the chair to the desk, placing his hand on his chin in thought...

"Once we touch down at Cersei's Rest, we need to appeal to the highest power we can manage. Archbishop Crucis' assistance would behoove us in particular..."

He grit his teeth in annoyance, "--if she would deign to grace us with her presence."

Natalya wouldn't be happy to see him... but he was confident in being persistent enough to be granted an audience.

A dull thud rang out. Lone had struck his forehead against the bottom of Tycon's bunk, "Ow. No, Boss, I mean... you know... what do you think about the other passengers?"

Tycon tilted his head, pursing his lips. There were two other Iron-Ranks on the ship, Arod of House Highblade and the tiefling guild leader, Ramon. No one else was powerful enough to be of consequence.

"I advise you not to grow too close to Mister Ramon. Stupidity is contagious."

Burning Curiosity