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

Krysaos stared up at the red sky.

It didn't seem to change with the time.

Maybe, wherever he was... the length of the sun was different.

Or maybe... it was all fake? Maybe he was having a... dream or nightmare or... an illusion he couldn't cut.

If that was the case... he could only blame his shite luck.

"Lemme tell you a secret, boyo..." Krysaos sighed, "I never thought I was good enough."

He leaned back and let out a light chuckle... The sound carried across the blood-stained deck of the Sugar-Titted Siren.

"I mean... even back then, I got roped up in Tycon's plans-- didn't really have a say. Adventure here. Recover this artifact, there...

"After what happened... I had a new life, a new crew... I had guys and gals I could rely on.

"And to keep 'em... I pretended I was someone else."

Krysaos closed his eyes and breathed in the sea rot.

Cruel Future