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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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Brotherhood

The Brazen Guard war camp was in good spirits. Nostalgia filled Tycondrius' heart from again being amongst military-minded peoples. Tents were set up, adventurers lazed about, napping, eating, performing gear maintenance, and playing card games to pass the time. 

Karodin insisted on hurrying. Tycon continually reassured the fellow that there was no purpose in doing so. Team Athena had arrived two bells before the agreed-upon time. 

As Zenon was not specifically crusading for the Church, he had eschewed both his title and his Centurion armor. Instead, he wore white cloth robes, supplemented by his own set of recently purchased chain mail. 

The Centurion had insisted also on undergoing a shave and haircut before departing. Tycon respected the tall man's diligence and professionalism. Because of it, he listened patiently to Zenon's complaints about how cold his face and head felt. 

Shared misery brings about camaraderie.