Dear Father,
Mustang-kun left for Ishbal this morning. I wish you could be here to talk some sense into him but you… well, you aren't… I miss you so much sometimes. The house is so empty without you, and without Mustang-kun too now. Right now there is no one there at all.
I have a confession to make, actually. A rather large confession.
I joined the military too.
Not long after you died I enrolled myself in the academy with the money you left behind. It's stupid and I'm really sorry and I know that you never would have approved… but Mustang-kun is the closest thing to family I have left now. I want to protect him. I can't lose him like I lost you- not because of the secrets I revealed to him. I really don't know him that well, but if he died I do know I'd never be able to forgive myself.
You should see me now. Oh yes, dear God, if you could just see me now, father… I can use a gun. I can kill. It's evil, I know, and it's not me, but it's all I have, and I'm good. It's not like I have much of a career planned otherwise… I can go far with this, father. I mean, one day…
I've decided. I have to follow him to Ishbal. I've got to go further than sharing your secrets with him. I'll make his dream a reality. His noble dream.
You'd have wanted that, at least. Right? Because I know I'm doing the right thing. And I know they'll let me come to Ishbal if I ask. I can't let him die. You wouldn't either, would you? If there has to be a military and if there has to be a Fuhrer, don't you think that he should be the head of it? He'd do the right thing by us all, you know he would.
Please forgive me father. Please let me do this for Mustang-kun. And please don't forget me where you are.
Have faith,
Riza
