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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 933
    Words 3.3 M
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    • Immolating Gloves

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      by Tower Curator The main floor of the chapel had changed since Alyssa first passed through. The biggest difference was with the fountain. Alyssa had made a special note of the water being crystal clear her first time past. To say that was no longer the case would have been an understatement. If she didn’t know better, she would have thought that someone upended a vat of chunky salsa into the basin. She tried not to think about what actually happened. A spell flying across the room proved to be a sufficient…
    • Toymaker

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      by Tower Curator “Good evening, monsters,” Irulon spoke in a loud voice, standing in the center of the room where the golden censer had once hung. It was now lying on the floor at her feet. Her visible feet. She had decided to remove her invisibility to better address the monsters. Iosefael stood next to her, shooting glares at the censer, but nobody could see the angel. “If I could have your attention…” It had Alyssa a little worried. Everything did, actually. The stairwell leading down here was blocked off…
    • Captives in the Church

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      by Tower Curator Getting back into the town proper was the last thing Alyssa wanted to do. With their food and water destroyed, she didn’t see much of a reason to stick about. If this were a true medieval society, they would almost certainly be dead by now. Unfortunately, the Message spell existed. Alyssa had found the spell moderately useful. It definitely wasn’t a phone, but sending quick warnings was probably what it had been originally designed for. And if these people sent off a request for help, extra supplies…
    • Lip Reading

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      by Tower Curator “That is Tenebrael’s agent?” Alyssa nodded, glancing at the real Iosefael over the top of her phone’s borders. The angel had her arms crossed, pouting. “This is highly irregular. Mortals aren’t supposed to see us.” “Yeah, well, it is too much of a pain to explain when I could just show you around instead.” Though it was a pain holding up her phone constantly as well. Irulon would eventually have to get used to not seeing the angel at all. For now, Alyssa had her phone in video…
    • Irulon

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      by Tower Curator “Message. Alyssa Meadows. Acceptable. Wait for my signal. You’ll know it when you see it. Prepare a second Empty Mirror, just in case the spell interacts poorly when you cast it.” Irulon looked back to the stables. Her original plan just wasn’t feasible with new information gained from the scene. Alyssa was having troubles as well. So Plan B it was. She had wanted to curse the horses with a particularly nasty bit of Death magic that would have them appearing unharmed and unaffected at first.…
    • Annihilation

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      by Tower Curator Time seemed to stop. People still moved about in Alyssa’s peripheral vision, shouting and panicking. For all she was paying attention to them, they might as well have been statues. She had eyes for no one but the red-eyed angel. The reverse wasn’t quite true. The angel, hovering above the gouge, broke eye contact to look around the land. Her face was impassive with no real expression, but just from the way she looked around, Alyssa got the feeling of bewilderment. It was a little strange just how…
    • Annihilator

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      by Tower Curator Alyssa crept through the town, moving slowly as she eyed her surroundings. No one should be able to see her. She had a shroud of glass shards surrounding her, making anyone who looked in her direction see nothing at all. Empty Mirror. Alyssa had snapped a picture of it the second Irulon had handed it over. It was one of the spells that Alyssa had been wanting a permanent copy of. With it being a lower rank relative to some of the other Fractal spells, it didn’t look overly complex to redraw either. As…
    • Cavernous Plots

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      by Tower Curator “Is it alright to let them go like that?” Alyssa said, lowering her binoculars as she lost sight of the guild knights. They were headed south, back the way they had come. Not because they were retreating back to the city, but because they wanted to give the little town an extensive berth as they made their way around it. Regardless of whether or not they truly had believed Alyssa, it was a fact that the angel had them spooked. Which had probably been the angel’s intent all along. To scare away any…
    • Solid Ground

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      by Tower Curator Solid ground! Oh how Alyssa loved solid, unmoving, nearby ground. Being down on the ground gave her a chance to actually concentrate without occasionally glancing down and losing all train of thought. And yet, she hadn’t a clue what to think. An angel! Why was there an angel? Did Tenebrael know about this one? She had to, right? Except… Tenebrael had acted surprised when Alyssa had first mentioned that Iosefael had followed her around. Tenebrael was not omniscient. What was it she had mentioned?…
    • Height

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      by Tower Curator “Is she going to be alright getting back to the city on her own?” Alyssa asked, watching as the captain rode off in the rough direction of where they had come from not long before. After getting a bit of food into her, Oxart grew much more steady and far more focused on returning to the city. Even if she had wanted to, Alyssa doubted that she could have stopped her. Well, not really. Spectral Chains could leash angels and gaunts. The captain wouldn’t have stood a chance against that. But Alyssa…
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