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

A flash of scarlet light. An ear-piercing, cracking, zap sort of sound.

Domhnall lost his balance and a subsequent shower of rocks and dirt forced him forward, his forehead smashing against the ground.

He was mindful enough to keep Virgilia's head safe-- and especially mindful to not accidentally nick her with the sharp edges of his arm-blades.

Likewise, Virgilia had one of her wings cradling the back of his head.

Domhnall couldn't remember the last time anyone had been so kind to him.

He sat back up in the kneeling and shook off a thin layer of dust.

"[How is your body, milady?]" he asked.

"E...verything seems to be well," Virgilia answered shyly.

Domhnall stood up to scan the area... but that was an exercise in futility until the post-explosion clouds had time to settle.

Virgilia had covered her nose and mouth with her wing.

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