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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
    Comments 5,199
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    • A Sixth Sense

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      by Tower Curator With a long guttural noise from the back of her throat, Arachne tried to sit up. Eva slammed her foot down on Arachne's shoulder despite the sword at her neck. The sudden move shouldn't alarm the doll too much. In fact, pretty much nothing alarmed the doll. Throughout that entire fight with the hunter, Eva hadn't noticed a single recognizable emotion cross her face. And even with a sword at her neck, Eva couldn't allow Arachne to move. The sword had come perilously close to cutting straight through…
    • Trousers

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      by Tower Curator Eva dropped out of the sky, seething with her fists clenched tight as she grit her teeth together. Her final blink had carried her over the makeshift wall of the Brakket dormitory plaza. The first thing she noticed were the arachnid legs scattered about. Arachne's dismembered legs. Perhaps the source of the disturbing feeling. Or so Eva thought until she spotted the rest of the demon, the hunter, and the doll. The hunter's curved sword was buried in Arachne's stomach. Blood boiled the moment…
    • Encased

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      by Tower Curator Arachne hissed through her teeth. Another of her legs was lying on the ground. Attacking with them had definitely been the right choice. Arms, and the hands attached to them, were just too valuable. Especially while she was weaving webs. It hurt to lose them. When Eva had amputated her legs, she had taken several anesthetics to numb herself to the pain. Arachne hadn't. And frankly, it hadn't hurt much at all. The following weeks she had spent regrowing her legs had been more annoying than any kind of…
    • Trapped and Trapped Again

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      by Tower Curator Eva hit her fist against the barrier. Unlike her first several hits, the barrier barely flickered. Every time she hit it, her strikes got weaker. She could barely lift her arms. Worst of all, she couldn't tell if it was doing anything. The barrier was still keeping her stuck on the platform. Even if it was weakening, it wasn't going to fall before Eva collapsed. Really, she should just stop. Her arms were exhausted. So was she. She should just sit down for a moment, shut her eyes, and take a quick…
    • Assistance Rendered

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      by Tower Curator Juliana turned away from Eva with a slight shudder. Her skin had cracked and broken in the blast. If her hair loss had been the extent of her injuries, that would be one thing. It had taken an effort to not throw up when she first saw Eva coming up the stairs. Between her charred black skin, cracks in the char looking like a dried desert, and a red almost glow emitting from between the cracks, she did not look well. Worse, if such a thing was possible, Eva didn't even seem to notice herself. She…
    • Course of Action

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      by Tower Curator "Eva! You look..." "Terrible. I know." Eva let Juliana run up to her. She expected some help. Maybe assistance walking or a potion that probably wouldn't do all that much for Eva. But she stopped just short of Eva with a face full of uncertainty and fear. Without having a mirror handy, Eva couldn't tell exactly how terrible she looked. For her appearance to have stopped Juliana cold, Eva was now thinking that it was worse than she had expected. "I'm surprised you survived," Genoa said from…
    • White Noise

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      by Tower Curator Eva's head spun. Everything hurt. She couldn't think straight and she couldn't see straight. The only thing she could see was a blinding whiteness. Her memories were hazy. A vague sensation of seeing something dangerous followed by pain. The crackling white in the sky. That had to be it. She saw it and had activated her shield. Had she shouted out to warn the others? No? She couldn't think properly. Everything hurt. But she was alive. She had to be. If she was dead, she would be in that hallway…
    • Indecision

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      by Tower Curator "Well, that's definitely the doll that I saw in Hell." Eva stepped away from the window, looking at the others. Irene and her succubus were standing towards the back of the stairwell. One was trying to look as small as possible while the other continually preened as soon as she thought someone was looking in her direction. Unfortunately for Saija, the doll standing out in the courtyard below was of far more interest to everyone. Juliana and Genoa were both forward a bit more, both looking out the…
    • Skyfall

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      by Tower Curator Irene stared at her phone. She had been all worried for Eva and yet Eva just hung up like it was nothing. With a joke about succubi, no less. "Last time I worry about her." "See," Saija said with a wide grin, "I told you it was nothing." "Well, not nothing. She said it was some doll that she knew. Doll," Irene scoffed. "And she has the gall to tease me about..." she trailed off with a slight cough. There was no need to mention what Eva had been teasing her about in front of Saija. Who knew how the…
    • Wrong

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      by Tower Curator "Hold on a moment," Eva said. She didn't get texts often. Usually only when there was an emergency. Either Zoe or Nel using Zoe's phone would send her something. Even rarer were actual phone calls. Right now, her phone was ringing. They had been right in the middle of their conversation about demon hunters, tactics, possible offensive avenues, and defensive security measures. Now somebody was interrupting it. Rude. Probably. Unless it was an emergency. In that case, Eva might be able to forgive…
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