My Dear X-Men,
I do apologise for the suddenness and unexpectedness of this letter. Of course, I did not want to have to tell you this way, but if you are reading this now, I have passed on into the next world. Please, don't be sad for me, for I entrust you with the future....
My X-Men, I was never going to be around forever, but hopefully, through you all, my cause will be. I leave you all the school, on the grounds that it remains as it is – A school for mutants, for helping them to learn and practise their gifts in a safe environment.
Logan, Hank, Ororo. My friends, I thank you for all of your help, and I hope that my passing does not cause you to loose faith in the cause, and to abandon our students. Please, stay and help them train futures generations of X-Men so that the world may remember us always. That our cause lives on.
Scott, As the Leader of the X-Men, I respectfully request that you give everyone time to get over this. I also ask that you select someone to take over the training of the recruits, and, eventually, lead half of the X-Men.
Jean, Do not give up on your telepathy. It will come with time. As this reaches you, another letter reaches a friend of mine in England, asking her to come. She will help you with this. Listen to her.
Rogue, No matter what you may think, my faith in you remains. You will learn to control your powers somehow. I know you will. Also, please, as you seem to be the closest person to the young man, and the one he trusts.... Look after Jamie, If you do not mind. Do not feel that this is in any way your fault.
Warren, I would very much appreciate it if you would stay as an instructor for a while, until things get settled down. It's not a binding contract my friend, but I think the students will need you, as much as they will need and reply on each other.
Katherine, My dear, sweet Kitty. Do not let anyone tell you it was the Tuna Casserole. That was lovely my dear, as is everything you make. I imagine that if I had a daughter, she would be somewhat like you. Take care of yourself, and the younger students.

Do not cry for me, my X-Men, for in dying, I am re-born, and I shall be with those I have lost. Try not to be too hard on the Brotherhood, and the Acolytes.... They are not truly evil.... just misguided and blackmailed. I will miss you all dearly.

Professor Charles Xavier