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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
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    • Security System

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      by Tower Curator At least nothing is on fire, Eva thought with a welling of relief deep inside. In fact, better than nothing being on fire, nothing looked damaged at all. Everything in the women's ward was just where she had left it. Outside, well, the prison was a fairly large place. Eva was mostly certain that everything was normal. Her blood wards gave her a view of the place in a manner reminiscent of her using clouds of blood to see and through that, she couldn't see anything amiss. Neither could she sense the…
    • Landlord’s Bad Day

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      by Tower Curator "Eva," Juliana called after the rushing girl, "wait up." The problem with armor, especially metal armor, was that it weighed a ton. Not a literal ton, but definitely more than a school backpack. Other students never carried even a fraction of the weight of Juliana's armor during their entire tenure at Brakket Academy. Being a physically fit person, it wasn't a big deal most of the time. Her mother's training had built up her muscles and a slow yet steady increase in the amount of metal she carried…
    • Rain on a Parade

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      by Tower Curator "Well that... that... that just rains on my parade!" Clement pulled the binoculars away from his face to glance towards his partner. Gertrude was leaning half over the edge of the roof with the visor from his armor pressed against her eyes. Her mouth was twisted into a pout. With a gentle hand, Clement pulled her back. She wouldn't die from the fall. They were on top of some sort of dancing club for the students to waste time in, it was only a few stories high. The idea that she would even be injured…
    • Comforted

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      by Tower Curator Eva saw them arrive on her floor just as another of Lucy's tendrils snapped off. Zoe had her dagger out in her hand already while Juliana was in nearly full combat armor. Her face was clear, but she otherwise had a metal helmet covering her head. It looked as if she would be able to fill in the hole at the first sign of trouble. They weren't running with half as much speed as Eva thought they should be. Of course, one doesn't simply rush Ylva. The rest of them had no excuse. "I need you to destroy…
    • Pulled Apart

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      by Tower Curator The young elf and the older man were both dead. Eva had never really talked to either of those security guards. Her interactions were strictly limited to Lucy and Daru, the two demonic members of Brakket's security team. Who were both missing, according to Juliana. Eva closed her eyes and concentrated on feeling out for any demons around. She quickly found Zagan. His power was just so overwhelming and radiant that missing him would have been impossible. From his power, Eva got a vague sense of…
    • Teleport Home

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      by Tower Curator It took most of the rest of the day for Eva to finally shake herself out of her stupor. After having a few minutes to calm down, Lucy's domain probably hadn't been the worst thing ever. It was close, but not the worst. The tentacles weren't even that bad. Eva could stand tentacles. That monster covered in holes on the other hand... Another shudder wracked Eva's body at the thought. Whatever it was, Eva wouldn't mind never seeing it again. At the moment, Eva was assuming both the tentacles and the…
    • Downtime Exploration

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      by Tower Curator Through a thin slit in a heavy metal door, Eva watched as Sawyer's body turned to ash in a high intensity fire. Bright orange light bathed over everything around, even though the only exit for the light was the small slit that Eva watched through. Copying the women's ward a second time had given Eva plenty of space to create a makeshift kiln. Every scrap of Sawyer's body was inside except for the finger that Eva had kept. Even the shards of teeth that he had spat out onto the floor. There were still…
    • Frustration

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      by Tower Curator Eva landed within her domain with far more grace than Nel. Given that jostling Serena might kill her if she wasn't dead already, that was probably a good thing. The first thing that Eva noticed was the lack of any ill feelings. Every time she had shown up while Shalise had been residing inside, Eva had felt sick. The same enigma sickness that she felt around the field. It was entirely absent. There were no tracks in the sand that might have belonged to enigmas either. They had burrowed beneath the…
    • And Battery

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      by Tower Curator Sawyer stood at the crest of a hill that overlooked the ritual site. He turned his head one way then the other, taking in the destruction down below. His actions gave Eva a nice overview of everything as well. Much of the field was on fire in some capacity or other. Eva hadn't managed to explode every casket, but a good chunk of them were nothing more than craters. Most of the skeletons and enigmas on the field were dead, thanks to the efforts of the vampires and Nel. It was a strange sensation to…
    • Assault

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      by Tower Curator The field wasn't any different in person. Not that Eva had expected it to be. Her ritual gave her a perfect picture of exactly what Sawyer saw and felt. She had already known how the place would look, feel, and smell. Looking at it with her own eyes didn't matter in the slightest. In fact, she was actually feeling better than any time that she had visited through Sawyer's eyes. The ritual was fading away. In an hour, maybe two, it would have run its course, leaving Eva all by her self. She could…
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