Wow, it's been two whole years since I've done this. What do I say? Well, I guess I'll start from where I left off.
3 months after my last entry, someone finally appeared! His name is Jordan and he stayed for a few days as he recovered from injuries gained from exploring the wilderness. He helped around a bit, mining and digging despite my protests. Then he left for a couple of months and returned with some friends. This time he chose to stay and chose a house to live in before giving his friends a quick tour of the place.
It was wonderful to not be alone at last. Jordan's friends didn't stay long, only a few days to meet the crazy person building a city, but they helped out a bit and promised to return with their friends as they thought that what I had done was "awesome". That was nice.
Jordan and I worked for several weeks just finishing stuff that had been started and then left, tidying up rough bits and clearing some tunnels of monsters. The ever-present Slimes were annoying but with two of us killing them when they appeared it wasn't such a problem anymore.
By the time his friends and his friends' friends came back, the place was looking really good. But we underestimated how many people would be arriving and didn't have enough places to stay. For a while everyone was sharing a room with one or two people, even in the hotel on the surface. But with that many people working to clear space it took no time at all for new houses to be built and soon everyone had their own place. The farms also grew very quickly until we knew there was enough food for everyone, and then it all settled down as people began to just explore the place and get to know it.
Since then, the place has grown incredibly fast as everyone helps out and sometimes they bring back even more people from their adventures. Where they find these people I don't know, but I don't care as it's nice to be with normal people after so long spent alone.
Unfortunately, my idea of everyone just living in the city and enjoying it isn't working out very well as everyone just refuses to sit back and relax. Instead, they all help out by digging, mining, farming, cleaning or any of the hundred other jobs that need to be done, even if they're only here for a day. Not that I'm complaining of course, it's nice to not be working alone, but it's a bit disappointing that my idea didn't work.
Jordan has just pointed out that it's because the city's so small at the moment everyone feels obligated to help, that when it's bigger and people can't see the walls because they're so far away it can start being used as I dreamt it should. Yeah, maybe. That's a long way away though.
I've also found numerous diaries and journals from the ancient miners and have begun piecing together what happened. It seems that something bad happened that forced the mine to evacuate and close down, but I knew that already.
However, I found a few diaries where the authors expressed guilt and fear that they'd done something terrible and had endangered everyone. The strange thing about these is that they all date to around the same time, so I assume they were a group of friends or workers who happened to find something they thought was dangerous and weren't careful. They all talk about finding a weird cave with a strange door, but they don't say what was beyond it after they opened it. Whatever it was they did, they either had bad timing or did actually do something, but I don't see how a strange door would let through anything that would empty a mine like this for thousands of years.
I haven't told anyone about this as I don't want to alarm them, but I worry every time someone explores a new cave or corridor that they're going to unleash the same catastrophe and destroy everything I've built. I know I should stop them or go with them so that I can stop them from doing it, but I can't. For some reason I can't get the words out and every time I go to stop a group, I find myself paralysed with fear.
I'm scared, worried and I don't know what to do.