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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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Gigantic Mistake

Krysaos shut his eyes and took a deep breath, preparing himself for the worst. 

The last thing he expected out of Imperia was gratitude. 

In preventing the dark elf from eating the wooden floorboards, he held her fast. Which... meant that he was touching a Princess... which was *probably* a no-go in Elven culture. 

'No hand-holding before marriage' or something insane like that. 

Elves were weird. 

"Go ahead," Krysaos groaned. "Say what yer gonna say..."

"Hmph!" Imperia sharply turned her head away from him. "Took you long enough!"

Krysaos looked down at her in... mild surprise. That was ten times... softer of a response than he expected. 

Then again... she looked like she'd been roughed up pretty bad. 

"The hells you doin' here, anyroad, Princess?" He asked as he carried her to the bed. 

Of course-- Imperia didn't say anything. She just clenched her teeth and tried to look more upset.