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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
    Comments 5,253
    Reading 12 days, 13 hours12 d, 13 h
    • Static

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      by Tower Curator “What are you talking about? We can’t…” Ruby trailed off, shaking her head. “That’s against orders.” “That’s your problem? I didn’t think you would be one to adhere to rules like that. You hate rules. You are the real Ruby, right?” “Of course I am.” She snapped. As soon as her glare died, she crossed her arms, adopting a fierce scowl. “I hate a lot of things. Emerald acting like she’s better than me. My efforts going to waste. Stupid hats. And bleeping Sapphire. Why the…
    • Thing

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      by Tower Curator Dyna wasn’t happy with her temporary allies. To be fair, at no point in their brief cooperation had Dyna been happy with them. At most, she had been relieved when they showed up at the hospital. Then maybe relieved again when they said they could help Ruby get back to normal. Her displeasure hadn’t come from anything that they had actually done. That might come across as a bit unfair, but Dyna didn’t care. They worked with Id, that earned them some ire. But now? “You shot her.” Maple…
    • The Other Side

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      by Tower Curator Ruby’s neck itched. Her legs itched. Her body felt wrong, which wasn’t something she had ever felt before. She had often heard of people feeling uncomfortable in their own skin. She had honestly thought that was just a phrase people used. A long-winded way of saying they were uncomfortable. And maybe that was true. But at the moment, Ruby didn’t feel like her skin fit properly. It was too tight for her bones. Or maybe too loose. It wasn’t easy to tell. It was a recent development. Ruby…
    • Doctor Teeth

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      by Tower Curator Walter could have warned her. She wasn’t sure that it would have helped, but at least she would have beeen able to mentally prepare. Sapphire was… Dyna didn’t want to say anything rude as she didn’t really know him, but… Sapphire’s head lolled to one side. His blue eyes didn’t look at Dyna or at the two obvious technicians working on various consoles and terminals. His lips didn’t quite move and yet words formed in the air—not in Dyna’s mind—as he spoke. “My presence isn’t…
    • Reinforcements

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      by Tower Curator “Yes, Sir. It seems contained at the moment.” “Good,” Walter said. “I expected a call sooner.” “You said to call when I was alone. Things have been hectic.” “I understand. Ruby?” Dyna glanced over toward the truck. They were still at the high school. Still parked out front. In the thirty minutes since the Hatman’s capture, he hadn’t moved. Not even a slight twitch or jerky motion in the permanent marker covering his face. Ado hadn’t explained anything about how the…
    • Contained

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      by Tower Curator As Dyna pulled the trigger on the disruptor, sending the Hatman into a full-powered spasm, two things stood out to her. The first regarded the Hatman himself. He was angry, obviously. That much should probably be expected given the situation last time she had been around him. Being locked down by the disruptor gun had not made him pleased. But the most important part was that he seemed angry with her. He was here in the auditorium and he was looking at Dyna. Unless something had happened back in the…
    • Spatial Anomaly

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      by Tower Curator “Maple?” Dyna didn’t move. She looked around the auditorium, worried for just a moment that the Hatman had come up behind her and phase-shifted her off into wherever. But no, there was no one around. No Hatman looming over her, staring with that scribbled-out face. She felt no different than she had a few moments ago and nothing looked different. With the obvious exception of Maple’s sudden absence. Whatever happened, it hadn’t happened to her. “Ado?” Dyna bit her lip,…
    • Crossing the Stage

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      by Tower Curator Dyna stepped out of the truck and looked around. The odd readings from the truck apparently brought them here. A larger building with two wings splitting off from a main structure. The bricks were worn, windows were broken, and a pillar out front looked like it had been hit by a car—hopefully it wasn’t load-bearing. Faded lettering above the main entrance identified the structure as a high school. Exactly what its name had been was lost to a fairly impressive yet incomplete mural of…
    • Driving

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      by Tower Curator Sleep wasn’t easy to come by. There was too much going on to fall asleep. And yet, there wasn’t much for Dyna to do to help the situation. Doctor Darq was going through data. They had hoisted Ruby up and further secured her with additional harnesses, mostly to keep her from dragging on the ground. The poor girl must have been so confused. Matt had fallen asleep, but with the aid of painkillers and sleep aids. Dyna wasn’t quite willing to turn to drugs just yet. While she felt she needed some…
    • Rescue

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      by Tower Curator Beneath the brim of the wide hat, the scribbled marks obscuring the Hatman’s face spasmed as Dyna pulled the trigger. They stretched and shrank, spun and twisted. Every instant, they redrew themselves, scribbling over his face with a far more frantic urgency. Despite the rapid motion, Dyna still could not see what was beneath the veil. Or perhaps she couldn’t remember what his face looked like. The goggles she wore did seem to stop him from erasing her conscious memory of his very existence, but she…
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