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    About Tower Curator

    Hello everyone! I am Tower Curator and I write serial fiction. Since 2015, starting with Void Domain, I’ve been publishing roughly two chapters a week non-stop. The only breaks tend to be between the different series I’ve written. I publish in just about every genre, from urban-fantasy to isekai-adjacent, to a psychic espionage thriller. Everything I have written is available for free right here on my site.

    Outside writing, I typically spend my time playing games, reading books, and writing a bit more.

    Stories 6
    Chapters 1,003
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    • Takedown

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      by Tower Curator Sylvara and Hannah aimed, pointing their arms above their heads at the circling airships. Neither enacted their magic. They held off, waiting as Lelith moved about, minutely adjusting the exact position of their arms. The dark elf squinted up into the sky, consulted with a crystal ball, readjusted their arms, and held up a finger of her own. “Hold,” she said, eyes glued to her crystal ball. “Ready… Now!” Twin waves of multicolored light oscillated through the air. Unlike most spells, there…
    • Return to Fortress Al-Mir

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      by Tower Curator The Maze had rapidly grown more and more uncomfortable. Ever since reaching the portal, it felt like the air had shifted. Some aura seeped into the land, like an observer, constantly breathing down on them as it watched from an outside perspective. The few lesser servants he had sent around to explore and safeguard the area surrounding the portal, those not connected to the larger mass, vanished almost instantly. As if that observer were actively upset at their efforts to remain together and was pushing…
    • Magic Toxicity Levels

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      by Tower Curator “Have you been able to take any readings of ambient magic?” Arkk asked as he and his tethered group walked along a line of lesser servants. They all made sure to keep in physical contact with the servants at all times. So far, no one had gotten lost in the Maze which, given the scattered lesser servants who felt right next to each other yet couldn’t find one another, seemed more like a miracle than not. Yet it couldn’t be a miracle. Not when the god of this realm was the one pushing them…
    • Lost

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      by Tower Curator “My plan worked,” Arkk announced to the silent darkness. “The avatar is dead.” Zullie turned away from her work, lifting an eyebrow. “Your plan?” Arkk let out a small sigh. “My plan, you and Sylvara’s efforts in making that effigy, Lexa’s efforts in actually getting it to the avatar, and Savren trapping the avatar’s mind solely in the host he was inhabiting. Whatever you want to call it, it worked.” “Permanently?” “I’d hope so. I think Savren is trying to…
    • Thinning the Barrier

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      by Tower Curator Golden eyes looked over a golden battlefield. Streaks of color lined everything. The grass, the trees, the soldiers. Even his host body now sported a thin stripe of gold from hip to shoulder. It was a wonder this body hadn’t been bisected, though he did suppose it was a lucky break. Switching bodies would have been a waste of his efforts. The startled, frozen battle didn’t remain paused for long. A dazzling display of magical might should have seen his enemies surrendering immediately and…
    • Maze of Infinite Paths

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      by Tower Curator “Well, that looks good.” Arkk snapped his gaze to Zullie, raising his eyebrows. “Why do you sound so surprised?” he asked. The witch stood atop a freshly drawn ritual circle. One that he would rather not have had inside the command center if at all possible. They had a whole sealed room specifically for these kinds of rituals. The dangerous kinds. The Maze of Infinite Paths was beyond dangerous to the point where Arkk didn’t want it inside the tower at all. Yet, in a situation like they…
    • Fracture

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      by Tower Curator “Zullie!” Arkk barked as the tower rocked again under fire from the Eternal Empire airship. “You told me we would have defenses.” “All things in time, Arkk. All things in time…” “Don’t exactly have time,” Arkk snapped back. Brickwork, reinforced by the tower’s magic, cracked and fractured under the sustained bombardment. Small cracks of daylight made it inside before the lesser servants could repair the walls. The Eternal Empire’s continued cannon firing was getting…
    • Interlude on the Ground

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      by Tower Curator The damp air of the tunnel clung to their skin as the soldiers huddled together. Dim glowstone lights flickered as a tremble ran through the ground. At the center of the group stood Eadric, the unit’s seasoned hypeman. His voice was a steady beacon amidst the low murmur of anticipation. His words pulsed like the beat of a drum, charging the air with energy. Soldiers, gripping their weapons, nodded along, their fear transmuting into a steely resolve. Eadric moved among them, clasping shoulders and…
    • Collapse

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      by Tower Curator Arkk had a brief window of reprieve. He had to make the best of it. After changing their tactics, the airship overhead fired all their cannons at once, then the whale ship spewed eggs, both took a few minutes of rest following that—presumably, time taken to reset things for their next attack. The main army was outside the tower, reevaluating their tactics. Evestani was about to engage with Mags and his men. Arkk did not like the idea of leaving the tower during the battle. He could move about…
    • Fulcrum

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      by Tower Curator “It’s good to see you again.” Ilya nodded her head, clasping hands with Hawkwood. She had wondered where White Company’s leader and its remnants had gone. The last she saw of him, he had been playing attendant to Prince Cedric. A fairly concerning position given the Prince’s reputation. When he dropped off the face of the world, Arkk had feared the worst. It was nice to know that fear was entirely unfounded. “You as well,” Ilya said. “Shame Arkk isn’t here. He would have been…
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