Dear Lord Death,
a time has come I'd have never thought about. It creeped ever so slowly into my surroundings and made changes, I have yet left to my imagination.
The present I thought would stay consistent became the past I can't go back to. The strangest thing is... I don't want to go back.
To ditch the safe familiarity of an environment for an unknown future may seem dumb and there are moments I grief, regret and wish to change, if I can.
Preventing my mother from abandon me? Taking the hit by Crona in the cathedral? Thwarting Asura's resurrection?
Killing Medusa, when I had the chance to?
Saving Kid from getting kidnapped?
Not letting my insecurities get the best of me?
But what would happen to the moments I don't want to change?
Would I have gone to the DWMA?
Would I have been friends with Blackstar and later on Tsubaki?
Would I have been partnered up with Soul?
Would I have met the twin sisters Liz and Patty?
Would I have come to accept love through Kid?
Would I have come to acknowledge Spirit as my father?
Would I have learned from you?
Maybe. To leave accomplishments, long build relationships and friendships to the unknown for going to the past and easing my regrets? Never.
Regrets are endlessly and will increase as time goes on. Sacrificing happy memories to decrease the endlessness is foolishly selfish and leads to greater regrets.
The memories of peace, happiness, laughter and loved ones are the treasure I want to protect, while memories of hardships are the strength I have built up.
A time has come...
Where I can still smile after a great loss.
Where I accept failures and mistakes.
Where I forgive my father.
Where I fall in love myself and confidently confess it.
Where I can stand proudly with my fellow meisters and weapons side by side.
Where I live truly happy with everybody else.
So Shinigami-sama, you won't have to worry about me or anyone else anymore.
I would be lying if I said I won't be sad, but thank you for everything you have done. For the protection, the safety, the reassurance, the leadership, the love and the bright future you have provided for us.
I bid you farewell and may you rest after so many centuries of living. You will always be a happy memory for me.
Yours truly
Maka Albarn
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I neatly folded the letter and put it in it's envelope. 'To Lord Death' I wrote in an elegant writing and affixed the skull-seal on it. Finished I took a moment to examine my final product. A satisfied smile and a feeling of peace.
"Are you ok, Maka?", Kid asked standing at the door in a pitch black suit with the skull necktie his father occasionally wore in his younger days.
At the sight of him I felt even more at ease. Taking in his lovely smile I skipped over to hug him with letter in hand.
"Everything is as fine as it can be." I replied and pecked his lips like I have done every time before.
He smiled and entangled our hands. "Then let's go. We can't let father wait, can we?"