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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
    • Court I

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      by Tower Curator Watching the monstrosity that was The Farmer in action was relieving in a strange sort of way. It certainly presented a terrifying visage, but that was about all it had. In terms of speed, Alyssa was pretty sure that her grandfather would have been able to outrun it with his walker. While it had been extremely quiet for its size during testing, it was quite noisy while threshing and chewing up all the crops it processed. Between that, the pistons thumping, and the treads causing minor earthquakes, it was…
    • A Harsh Mistress

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      by Tower Curator “I think I understand,” Alyssa said as she scribbled a few notes into a fresh notebook. Tenebrael, after waiting a moment, tilted her head to one side. “But..?” “No. No buts. I understand.” Leaning back at her desk, Alyssa held out her hand to try to put what she had learned into actual use. Going from theory to practice was always a challenge. But this… Closing her eyes, she took a breath and concentrated. An angel, she now suspected, was something along the lines of a super…
    • Companion

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      by Tower Curator Projects represented time expenditure. The more projects there were, the more time needed to be spent. Even a simple and tiny project could take up a large portion of any individual day. Adding new projects always represented an investment of time. Unless one was the Pharaoh, that time investment generally did not see a return in the form of additional time. Even if completing one project would save time on another project, it didn’t give that time back. The being currently referring to itself as…
    • The Farmer

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      by Tower Curator “So you’re just going to avoid him all day today?” “I’m not avoiding him. We have separate things that need doing is all.” “What about tomorrow? The next day?” “I didn’t spend every waking moment with him before. Nothing has changed since then.” Alyssa glowered at Kasita and the mimic’s incessant questioning. “Just relax some. We’re here to talk to Jason. Brakkt’s not going anywhere.” “He’s going to Illuna. And he isn’t going to be back for three days? Are…
    • Idyll

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      by Tower Curator Alyssa woke to blinding sunlight, an unfamiliar ceiling, and the drums of war thumping inside her head. Without even moving a muscle, she closed her eyes and tried to will away the pounding. It didn’t work. If anything, consciousness only made it worse. Her tongue stuck to the dry roof of her mouth in an unpleasant manner. Sweat coated her body despite her feeling a little chilled. Even with that chill, there was a warmth to the side of her body, with her left arm being weighed down. By…
    • Feast II

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      by Tower Curator Stairway to Heaven was probably the best song to play for people on Nod. Not lyrically, Alyssa didn’t care much for the lyrics—she really didn’t actually like the song that much, though whether that was because it was overrated or her father just overplayed it in her youth wasn’t an argument that she wanted to get into. But musically, instrumentally, it was quite amazing. The song started out with just the recorder and the guitar. Or lute, in this case. The opening rift was simple enough that…
    • Feast I

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      by Tower Curator Alyssa had never attended something that could be described as a feast before. Not on Earth. Not on Nod. The largest group-meal she had been to had been some fundraiser in high school. Nothing fancy, in fact the food had been terrible. It was just for parents to come and donate to the school theater group. Maybe an all-you-can-eat buffet counted, but that lacked the grandiose nature of the scene before her. The palace was a large building with many large rooms, but this one had to be one of the largest.…
    • Gussy Up

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      by Tower Curator Alyssa set down her phone, pausing the video on some more advanced physics—her topic over the last two days, since arriving in Lyria. She thought that she might be able to make more interesting things if she knew a bit more about how the normal world worked. Unfortunately, she also thought she was reaching the limits of just what could be accomplished through simplified video tutorials. Luckily, a distraction arrived. The Pharaoh walked into Irulon’s room. His presence commanded attention. He was…
    • Doorway

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      by Tower Curator The time had come. With the ritual having come to an end and no pressing research or other problems bearing down on anyone, it was time to head out. Irulon wanted to get back to the Observatorium to look through their library on a whole variety of matters. Mostly on the topic of new ways to cast spells. She had plans to research how the formation of spell cards came about, despite knowing their general history, and wanted to make advancements toward more complex spell patterns that couldn’t be…
    • Window Home

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      by Tower Curator “What is this? How… How did you manage—” Alyssa had only stayed a few days at the new monster settlement. More days than she had expected to spend, but less than she could have spent. The original plan had been to leave in the morning. Lueta’s presence changed that. Not just because Brakkt wanted to chat either. Alyssa stayed because she wanted to make sure that everything would go smoothly. No hiccups of any kind. Brakkt was still there, as was Kasita. Both agreed with Alyssa’s…
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