I have been dead. For quite some time now.
I can see clearly now the pasts I have lived. I see the present once again.
I have been granted the Oversight by someone back in Hellcannon.
At one time, I would have asked if it was possible for a dead dwarf to be Overseer.
And in some places it wouldn’t be. Here however, dwarven tradition has been abused and discarded.
Much like laws of reality... and common sense in general.
Overseers have not used the Oversight to see as they should. They have missed something or have chosen not to see it.
I fell that the previous madman to run this fort has set about something devious.
I know nothing of the time I have missed, but I feel something terrible has happened. I use the Oversight to see all!
And I see… oh… schist shingles on a stinking shit hut… what the hell happened here?
I see this. It appears the caverns had flooded.
I see in one hallway four ghosts, much like myself wandering around what appears to be bedrooms.
I find my first living dwarf in a room that is a literal pin-cushion of levers.
Oh… that guy. No, I don’t want to talk to him right now.
Ugh, magma too? Apparently, someone here was a fan of the old idea that magma is the solution to every problem.
Which is almost true… there is one problem that no amount of magma can solve.
Care to take a guess which problem that is?
THIS ONE:
TO MUCH FREAKING MAGMA IN THE FORT!If you look closely, someone called Epithemius is sealed in a room with a kitten.
That guy’s going to enjoy his death.
On the bright side, we have plenty of water to drink.
We even have enough to share with the dead guys in the tomb. How thoughtful!
I’m sure they are enjoying watching their barely respected remains bloat like sponges in an endless cascade of water.
At least my body is safe and sound in another gravesite. Wait…
My body is damaged! More so than I left it! No one else has damage to their corpse!
WHAT THE HELL DID YOU GUYS DO TO ME AFTER I DIED!? You know what. I’m better off not knowing! At least you bastards left my baby alone.
I head to the surface to give me a chance to make sense of all this.
WOW! Look at the pretty butterfly design in the snow.
Oh… its blood. And most of it is from one dwarf. I wonder who he pissed off?
Okay, I think I found the source of the flood.
This is one level below ground. So this will flood, pretty much everything.
Actually, I don’t think I’m 100% right there. There seems to be flooding that this cannot be contributing to.
There other sources to the floods. Because this one is only flooding this massive warehouse of junk.
This is the state of the fortress, I can see there are very few left alive.
Here are those dwarves who remain alive for the moment.
I see many who should be dead, yet they live.
I briefly scan the dead in my search for spirits similar to myself.
The vast number of dead in this area could probably fill in the pits of hell.
Speaking of which, I sense the denizens of hell itself in the fort.
I head down to the depths. I find the occasional corpse. Mostly dwarven, but occasionally there is a dead demon.
There are some demons sitting in the magma on one level. Then I find a ton of them.
There are demons hoarded up here in the lowest reaches of the fort. Some of them are in a room made from an adamantine tube.
The adamantine looks scratched… Did these demons… try to claw their way back into hell?
Using the Oversight I have seen all, but this happened in but an instant.
Now time begins to crawl again as I shift my sight back. Now let’s see what happens!
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Topic: Hellcannon (Succession: Battlefailed 3) (0.31.25) (DEAD) (Read 836289 times)