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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 · 奇幻
分數不夠
1152 Chs

When We Arrive in Hell

⟬ Back on Moon Crescent Isle... ⟭ 

Zhevra of Blackrot Wound slid down her tree, still fuming in anger. 

Imperia was a fool.

She was dead. 

And for what? Following her heart? 

Her murderer, Krysaos, was also dead-- as was inevitable. 

...Her only regret in not killing him sooner. 

"You'z a real good shot with 'at--"

In an instant, Zhevra's dagger was pressed up against Stickyfingers' throat. 

"Eh?" The Corallidus held his hands up, "What's 'is about? Wasn't we s'pposed ta be partners, Zhev?"

"Do not be confused," Zhevra angled her blade downward, shoving the man's chest with the back of her hand. 

"I only have *one* partner," She said in a low voice. "*You* are accomplice."

It was almost insulting. 

Zhevra was an Assassin... and she had allowed herself to be caught unaware by a man from a lower-tier Class.