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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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No More Running

Tycondrius lunged forward with a thrust, then cut upwards as Zehr dodged. 

Zehr swayed sidewards, moving as if his spine were made of gelatin, then reared his arm back for a horizontal strike. 

Quickly stepping forward, Tycon blocked the incomplete swing. With the advantage, he shoved the snake god back-- but he took a solid kick to his thigh in the exchange. 

Zehr sighed as he stretched and rotated his right shoulder, "Seven hells, having a mortal body is shite... You'll have to take my word on that, though."

"Granted..." Tycon groaned as he rubbed his leg, "What's changed, Zehr? Why choose this generation to stand with the dragon god?"

"The Dragon God bares his teeth, Tycondrius." Zehr clinked his sword against his shoulder, "He spreads his wings, preparing to take flight."

"If you think you're being cryptic," Tycon rolled his eyes, "it's coming off as pretentious."