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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

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Behind Enemy Lines

Zashleigh Yates stared into her amethyst spyglass... trying to make sense of the purple-scaled monstrosity she was looking at. 

The mana it was giving off... it reminded her of the one time she saw one of the Holy Country's colossals. But... no Divine Armor looked like *that.*

Four scaled legs. Absurdly long tail. Huge, folded, leathery wings. 

At the end of its serpentine neck was a horned head with a maw of full teeth. 

A sudden noise ended Zash's observation and she ducked her head down behind the roof parapet. She even took off her Witch hat, pressing the brim against her nose and mouth to muffle the sound of her breathing. 

The creature had sat up, sniffing the air as it looked around.

But the sound it made... Zash could swear it was like... the creak of an old wooden door. 

Hiding was a stupid precaution. Dessi was channeling ⌈Stealth Bubble⌋, which made it impossible for anyone outside it to see or hear them.