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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 · Fantasia
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1152 Chs

Release

⟬ Aboard the Sugar-Titted Siren II. ⟭ 

Imperia blinked her eyes... trying to focus. 

She watched her hand struggle and shake, lifting a mere handkerchief... touching upon the still weeping lash marks on her naked chest. 

It hurt. 

So... so much. 

She knew it was unhealthy to peel at the scabs.

...They itched so terribly. 

Her whole body was hot with fever.

She wanted to sleep... maybe forever.

Yet... sleep eluded her.

Water. 

Did they at least leave her a pitcher? 

She was so thirsty... locked in her room, only her thoughts to keep her company. 

All living creatures of the Realm... they needed water to live. 

...Maybe that's why she didn't deserve it. 

The events of only a few bells earlier in the sun... she kept seeing them. 

A wakeful nightmare. 

...The most horrid of visions. 

...of how she shot and killed the Heart of the Ocean.