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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 1,021
    Words 3.6 M
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    Reading 12 days, 13 hours12 d, 13 h
    • Interlude with the Grunts

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      by Tower Curator Hawkwood, holding aloft his sword with a loud cheer, felt every day of his age and then some. White Company knights rushed forward alongside an assorted mix of Vaales and Chernlock soldiers present to fill some gaps in his ranks. Evestani’s primary garrison had surrendered. All it took was a massive shadowy spire holding a threatening leg over the building. There were still a few pockets of resistance holding out within the structure, but the vast majority of the city guards had already thrown down…
    • The Beginning of the End

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      by Tower Curator On a map, Evestani was a large territory, sweeping out over the northern quarter of the continent. South of Evestani, the Beastman Tribes ruled over an expansive wasteland with little outside interference. Further south, the Tetrarchy maintained their borders at the edge of their jungle. Each of the three was far, far larger than the entire peninsula that the Greater Kingdom of Chernlock occupied and enormous compared to Mystakeen. However, in Evestani’s case, a large portion of their territory was…
    • Eggs

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      by Tower Curator “How do you suppose the others are fairing?” Olatt’an leaned back in his seat, closing his eyes. “Certainly a difficult question,” he said. “Idealistically, quite well. Realistically? The situation is pure chaos. Four different factions on two different sides, none of whom seem to trust their supposed allies, all likely believing they have tricks up their sleeves that the others don’t know about. All of whom likely believe they can deal with whatever tricks the others have come up with,…
    • Descendant

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      by Tower Curator Dakka stood back, watching with narrowed eyes. The legs of the walking fortress were equipped with magimechanical defenses, a joint venture by Perr’ok and Morvin. There wasn’t much to them. Metal wheels attached to a magical array that made the wheels spin. The large scythes attached to the wheels turned them into defenses that should have sliced-n-diced any human who dared to walk into it. It worked. The first of the invaders stopped short, not daring to move forward. A few at the front tried…
    • Reinforcements Arrive

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      by Tower Curator Frying the bastards was easier said than done. Arkk stood out in the gale caused by the tower’s defensive spells, staring up at where he thought the enemy craft should be. He couldn’t see it. Even if the twisting winds weren’t there, he doubted he would have been able to see the ship. It was just so far above them that his pitiful human eyes couldn’t see more than a black spot that the rest of the sky bled over. Electro Deus didn’t like not having a target. On the rare occasions he had…
    • Desertion and Demises

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      by Tower Curator Arkk could feel the demon at work behind the scenes. How else would one thousand one hundred thirty-eight deserters slip away without anyone noticing? Most had been at the mountain hive where Arkk had sequestered the soldiers when he was still planning on them doing nothing but watching. They didn’t have the rebuilt walls of Elmshadow keeping them in. But still, someone should have noticed. There wasn’t much cover in the fields west of Elmshadow that would have hidden them from casual…
    • Things Are Seldom What They Seem

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      by Tower Curator The first thing was the easier task to deal with. “Report,” Arkk said as he teleported into the command center. His scrying teams, hunched over their crystal balls, jerked upon his announcement. Harvey and Luthor glanced at one another, the latter nodding to the former. Luthor returned to scrying while the flopkin hopped over to Arkk, crystal ball in hand. “Whatever magic hid those construction sites has fallen,” Harvey said, holding up the glass orb. “I don’t know if it was deliberate…
    • Contracts and Constructs

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      by Tower Curator “Me? Me?” “Ilya…” Arkk sat in a high-backed chair, leaning on the armrest. The matching chair next to him, angled so that it wasn’t quite facing him while not facing away, currently held a visibly distressed Ilya. Her fingers were cold beneath his, his grip doing little to wipe the furrows of worry off her face. “You’ve got to be joking. I can’t… It’s not…” “It’s either you or Edvin,” Arkk said. His words shocked the frown off Ilya’s face. Her eyebrows crept up…
    • Life-Death-Undeath

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      by Tower Curator One thing after another. Never a chance to rest. Arkk stood inside the currently inert walking fortress, frowning at the on its shadowy pedestal. He had half a mind to claim it for himself. Vezta worried that anyone else might betray them once they had a taste of its power or just go rogue. Arkk wasn’t quite so pessimistic. Leda hadn’t betrayed him. He hadn’t planned for her to take the , that had been Priscilla’s machinations, and she certainly wouldn’t have been his first pick from those he…
    • Emergency Aftermath

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      by Tower Curator “Damage report?” “Constructions two, four, and five have suffered catastrophic structural failure. We have been unable to stop the bleeding in any and, in the case of five, stockpiled ordinance went up with the blast. Eight of our engineers were killed in the resulting explosion. “One and three suffered minor damage thanks to your timely intervention. It will set us back but is salvageable. The alchemical explosives the enemy planted under six failed to explode and merely caused a small fire…
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