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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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Remembrance

Tycondrius had parted ways with Tarquin Wroe after Sol Invictus completed a series of missions in the Kingdom.

However... it had been years since he had anything to do with his previous patrons, Princess Aurala Wyndham, youngest daughter of King Adal, and Chantal De la Croix, the Fleet Admiral of the Kingdom's Navy. 

From time to time, Tycon had wondered where the blue-haired fool had gone. 

It wasn't something he placed much importance in. 

If the fates were kind, the Daeva would survive until he and Tycon would again join forces. 

Judging by the man's predilection for forbidden magics and dark artifacts... Wroe's death (or worse) was far more likely. 

Tarquin Wroe followed the whims of his voices... resulting in him descending to one of the seven hells. 

But instead of damning himself to an eternity of pain, agony, and... taxation under whatever passed for the local governing body--

...he yet lived.