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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 · แฟนตาซี
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Heroes, One and All

⟬ Slightly earlier, at the mouth of the catacombs. ⟭ 

Karodin of Emberhold stumbled into the Halls of the Dead Serpent, combat-rolling onto his shield into the kneeling position. He pointed his sword forward, ready to combat whatever terrible enemies awaited him. 

Ghosts! He was surrounded by dozens-- hundreds of ghosts!

Big ghosts! Small ghosts! 

Human ghosts and Dwarven ones! 

Wielding terrible weapons like... smithing hammers and... mining picks? 

Grimacing, he lowered his weapon and righted his posture... 

The lot of them were... civilians. 

They floated eerily in silence. It was a little unnerving, but it was nothing like Karodin had expected. 

Of all the undead the Brazen Guard had encountered in the Halls, they were all Snake Cultists and very, very angry. They'd rush all at once and try to... ghost-bite you to death, (or something like that.)