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

Ophelia wasn't the most beautiful woman in the Realm...

She was a Princess... but she didn't give off the aura of a damsel needing to be saved from a winged lizard.

A typical Princess... one of King Adal's children, perhaps-- or the inbred nobility of the Sleeping Country... they were fragile flowers, better seen than heard.

Those Princesses, they were protected... by their suitors and husbands, by their armies of their fathers and brothers...

Ophelia... should have had her Arcanite Prince by her side.

For her to survive on her own... she had to grow thorns.

And so she took on the persona of a self-sufficient Warrior Princess.

She trained in the Blade Dance... She developed her own style of magic, rooted in druidic knowledge and the secrets of the winds.

She allied herself with the wealthy and the strong.

Thorned