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

⟬ The Basilica, Inner Courtyard. ⟭

Barza Keith, the Lone Shadowdark, mulled about the outdoor temple grounds, walking with as much confidence as he could manage.

If the members of the Church found out he was trespassing, he'd either get thrown back in prison or get crucified. Either would be... really bad.

Being around so many armed and armored enforcers was nerve-wracking. It seemed he'd arrived while most of them were taking part in mid-sun martial training.

A Centurion challenged him. Barely able to keep his composure, Lone stated that he worked for Decanus Tycon, who worked for Archbishop Crucis.

He was left alone after that. The Archbishop seemed to have a frightening... reputation. It made him slightly worry about his boss... but if anyone he knew could survive against her, it would be Sir Tycon.

Sly Rogue