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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.

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    • Desertion and Demises Cover
      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 Cover
      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…
    • Welcome Home Cover
      by Tower Curator “The things I was working on over there… You should have seen them.” “I did see some of them,” Arkk said. “The lesser servant is over there even now. So far, nobody has come by your workshop to check on you.” “Not surprising. I wasn’t… captive. At least, I don’t think I was. It’s just that only I and the leader of that place have the capability to create beings like Who. They figured now was a great time to increase production.” Arkk closed his eyes, drawing a deep breath…
    • Contracts and Constructs Cover
      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 Cover
      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 Cover
      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…
    • Hunt Cover
      by Tower Curator Arkk, Kia, Olatt’an, Vezta, Zullie, and Abbess Hannah teleported into the undead storage room, the rapid movement still feeling slightly sluggish but not as bad as it had been. All carried a veritable armory of the counter-demon weapons Zullie had developed. In the five minutes since escaping the demon’s captivity, he had devised a tentative plan for dealing with the entity. He wished there was more time, but he couldn’t allow a demon to roam unchecked through his fortress. There was so much to…
    • Fallen Cover
      by Tower Curator Ilya drew back an arrow on her bow, held it for a brief moment as she repositioned her aim, then loosed the arrow. It soared through the forest, missing trees and branches by the thickness of a leaf, narrowly avoiding being knocked off course. The forward scout of the Evestani Army dropped with the arrow sticking out the back of his neck. A quick motion of her hand had the Shieldbreakers charging forward, backed up by Dakka’s team of shadow-armored orcs. The remaining eight scouts tried to put up a…
    • Opening Act Cover
      by Tower Curator They didn’t have long. Three people and a comatose dragonoid made noise, left tracks, and otherwise made it extremely easy for others to find them. They couldn’t move with any real haste. There was no easy way of finding their allies. They were, in short, in a deep pit of shit. Leda followed along, trailing just behind the human and the beastman. She kept glancing around, expecting a platoon of enemy soldiers to pop out from behind the trees. At the same time, she tried to rack her mind for any…
    • Saved Cover
      by Tower Curator “Priscilla?” Leda whispered, eyes darting around with fear and worry. She had finally found the dragonoid. It hadn’t been difficult. Priscilla plowed through the trunk of a tree, sending it toppling to the ground, and then left a massive gouge through the dirt for a good hundred paces, crashing against another few trees in the process. All Leda had to do was follow the destruction. The hardest part had been getting out of the harness in the tree. One of Leda’s wings was broken. She hadn’t…
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