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

Lone shut the door behind the two of them.

Taking a deep breath, Coraline laid her back against the wall... and she went over the dozens of things she could have done differently.

Whew. There weren't many things she could have done *worse*...

Lone raised their shared oil lamp, illuminating the naive, slightly confused expression on his face.

"What was that? Your Truth spell?"

"Yeah..." Coraline puffed a lock of hair away from her nose, "I'm a Circle Mage. Big surprise, huh?"

Lone pursed his lips, hesitating for a moment, "Why didn't you... ask if Maisie knew who the murderer was?"

Coraline closed her eyes and shook her head, "I couldn't... the spell's not so easy to use. Miss Maisie's beliefs can sway her answers. She could have just blamed Olesya-- even without any evidence."

"Then... you could have asked if... Maisie, herself, was the murderer?"

Just Standing There