Hades.
Maybe of all these letters, this one feels the least like goodbye.

That’s sort of hopeful of me, I think. It might be too optimistic, but the Raven Queen has been kind to me in ways that are unfathomable, and I think maybe she’ll be kind in this way, too. You can’t imagine how surprised I was when I learned that your station was so similar to my own - there is not a single person in Exandria that is still alive that can relate to the stories that I’m going to have to tell.

But to hear about your job and your life - well. It brought me a little hope, in that maybe the oblivion I promised myself to is going to have a little bit more company than I thought.

That’s not really why I’m writing these letters, though, so, I won’t ramble.

These are sort of like my last words. I did the same for Vox Machina as I was getting closer to dying. I don’t want to be someone who does anything with regrets, or leaves things unsaid. I think you probably know that - I think I’ve made it clear - but I’ll say these things again.

So. You came out of fucking nowhere. Somewhere along the line, I tripped and fell into it with you, didn’t I? Feel like I blinked and you blindsided me, like you were supposed to be there all along. You said that I’m unexpected, but we’re mutual in that, too. I’ve loved a lot of people. Feel like I’ve been lucky, to be loved in return. This is one of those times, where I’ve made a space in my soul that belongs to you.

You told me that your friend reminded you that the love in your heart is what makes you you. I agree. It’s my favorite thing about you - that under that crystal surface of yours, your heart’s as soft as mine. I like hearing about your view on the world. I like seeing how much you care. I like watching you with Bass. I like it when you get flustered. I like you.

I owe you my thanks, for supporting me one way or another over our time here. (Sometimes literally.) And… for letting me in, too. You didn’t have to do that. I’m glad you did. Thank you for the send off. Thank you for letting me get to know you.

For you, Hades, it’s not goodbye.

It’s see you (and your friends) soon, isn’t it? Writing that’s making me grin at this piece of paper like an idiot. That’s embarrassing, but I can’t say I’m ashamed.

You usually cut me off when I ramble. I’ll cut myself off, this time.

I love you.

-Vax’ildan