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

With an acrobatic flip, Wonderboy closed the distance with the Captain, bringing down his blades from above.

"⌈Ice BARRIER!!!⌋" Krysaos held out his left hand overhead, a half-fulm thick sheet of ice not quite blocking the blow... but giving him enough time to hop backward.

"[Surrender, Captain Krysaos,]" Wonderboy whirled his blades before holding them in a cross pattern over his chest. It was something the Elven Ancient liked to do. "[Thou art not only a commoner facing a king... but a mortal facing a GOD.]"

"Che! Like I give a shite about the gods," Krysaos spat... "And ANYROAD, I'm a gods-damned Captain of a gods-damned ship..."

He pointed his rapier forward, laying his offhand atop his forearm, "and a gods-damned APEX PREDATOR!!! MINA!! Do the ⌈THING WE TALKED ABOUT!!!!⌋"

Four spell-circles appeared at Krysaos' feet, shining a harsh whitish blue. Water erupted skyward, fully enveloping the gentleman... and taking the shape of...

Apex Predator