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

Coraline was counting on the angel to dodge.

If her second ground-targeted spell was as successful as the first... well-- then her opponent wouldn't have been a very good Gold-Rank.

Suffering the recoil of her ⌈Earth Spike⌋, she tumbled backward on the ground but she managed to right herself in a somewhat graceful kneel.

If she was being honest with herself, it was a small miracle that she didn't fall flat on her face.

Creepy-angel-guy was coming straight for her... so she lowered her body... counted to one, then sprung upward with all her might.

Coraline's fist was... caught by the angel's hand. He held onto her tightly with a vice-like grip.

She was going to bruise for sure... but in theory, HE should have been hurting way more!

Looking up with an expectant grin-- Coraline had her hopes and dreams shattered and destroyed yet again.

Unwelcome Advances