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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 · ファンタジー
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Myriad Futures (Part Two)

Sasarame clenched her fists and pointed her thumb at herself. 

"My father--"

"--is the strongest person I know," Pale interrupted. "If he says to trust in him, then that's what we'll do."

"Yeah," Ree said, suddenly deflated, "He says to jump. We jump before even asking how high."

"And after training," Gobbuto shook his head, "We somehow jump to moon."

Even the Holy Princess lent a hand of assurance, resting it on Sasha's heretical, xeno arm. 

"Y-you don't understand," Sasha said with a whimper. "I... can't believe you... You... All of you know what he's like..."

Troia took hold of her shoulders. 

Sasha wished she hadn't. 

Lady Troia was the only person she could not easily reject. 

That kind and gentle touch... that tiny bit of warmth and hope made Sasha's tears begin to flow like rain. 

[Make us understand, Sister,] Troia signed. 

Sasha wiped at her eyes with her sleeve.