How about this story then:
Before
Failday kicked in,
the original 7 (us) were sent to found a
third fort near the other two by
QueenLed,
probably so she could send more dwarfs to their deaths faster. Then Mego, with his
awesome navigational skills,
managed to get us to a cursed tundra,
where the wagon broke. So was founded Hellcannon, capital of the middle of nowhere.
The first migrants were more exiles that Led sent after us without giving many instructions,
so they had to follow our tracks. Fort business then proceeded as
normal, until
Strategia came to power.
At the very end of his term he fused with the fortress in order to fight
The Foul One. This had the side-effect of trapping all the souls of the dead in Hellcannon, for the fort, now sentient, had to
sustain itself on the aethereal energies of the spirits.
During the rule of The Master, when all in the fortress died, it kept going as it, as already stated previously, became sentient not long before.
Not long after this incident,
Failday happened. Reality itself went insane as Failcannon and Andreus, both two of the few anchors left keeping the Seal intact, were both anihilated.
Little record remains of The Master's year, for time itself wasn't really acting like it should. The Seal quickly decayed afterwards, letting more and more horrors into the world. Not only
bogeymen and
night creatures infected the world anymore.
With Ura's death, there was no longer a god of death, and her secrets were spread far and wide. Soon, mortals would learn how to master life and death. Legions of corpses would shamble across the land, while
vampires and werecreatures stalked the land. The whole world was being ravaged by the forces of darkness. Hellcannon was one of the few bastions of stability in the land, thanks to Strategia's shield. The migrants that arrived were no longer exiles, but refugees from a broken world.
From among those, Strategia, the fortress-spirit, chose
Kar Puwuncobi to be his champion, to fight against The Foul One should the worst happen. Every time the presidente died, the fort would force his spirit back into his corpse, providing Hellcannon with an unrelenting, undying protector.
Meanwhile, the
"Immortals", the spirits of all who once ruled the fortress, forever doomed to wander the halls of the fortress in stolen bodies, plotted to open a passage to the underworld, in order to exploit their newfound immortality with the intent to rule hell itself while escaping the fortress' draining grasp. Foremost among them was the one called That Aussie Dwarf, who dreamt of using the power of billions of enslaved demons to
reshape the world, then assume complete control over everything.
The demons, seeing their home breached, fought back, for they wanted none of the
horrors that plagued the overworld infecting their realm. Although they mercilessly butchered any that dared to stray too close to the breach, they refused to go any further upwards, instead seeking to re-seal the breached godmetal tubes.
Hellcannon is the world's last bastion against The Foul One, and the fate of the world hangs in the balance as a
maniacal overseer pulls all the levers.
All of them.Oh, wow, did I just type all that?Also, I approve of the idea of prequels for the next forts.