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

"Hey, what's the deal, Lone?" Edge whispered, "You in trouble? We were s'pposed to split after last night?"

"Yeah," Lone dropped off of his rock and straightened his back, "There's trouble..."

His hand itched... and his heart pounded in his chest. Everything he was about to do was dangerous... and he hated being forced to do it.

"Talk to me, Lone," There was a tinge of panic in Edge's voice, "And who's that old man? This is weird, even for you, guy!"

Lone gulped hard, leaving a lump stuck in his throat, "Simon's here to row your body out to sea."

He drew his blade... the Shatterspike longsword.

Edge's eyes widened, his pupils shrinking to tiny black balls... "What the hells do you think you're doin', Lone? This isn't funny."

"It's you... or both of us," Lone grimaced. "I'm sorry."

Edge clenched his teeth... "Is that you, Lone? Did you lose control?"

"I haven't," Lone shook his head... "This is my choice."

You Were My Brother