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Headed by a Snake

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

CouchSurfingDragon · Fantasy
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Solving Problems with Silver

The Archbishop had gotten out of her seat and she looked about ready to... charge toward him. 

That she was so... excited(?) to see him was... peculiar. 

Tycondrius put on his practiced smile. 

--though it might have been more sincere than his usual. 

"It's good to see you too, Natalya."

"Yo~~~" 

The most powerful Witch in the Realm, Bella Sapphira, waved her arm... exerting an almost insultingly low amount of effort. She did get out of her seat, though. That was polite of her-- and more polite than was necessary. 

"Miss Bella," Tycon nodded.

"Huh," Bella lifted the brim of her cap and adjusted her glasses. "Is... that a new soul, Tycon?"

"...I believe so. How is it?"

"Pretty cool. Any tasty side-effects?"

"None worth mentioning," Tycon shrugged.