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Well, Link.

You and your precious kingdom did it, didn't you? You colonized my land, you overpowered my people, you imprisoned me for thousands of years.

I bet you even thought you killed me, didn't you?

When I swallowed that stone, when I said I would give up my mind, body, and soul to defeat you, I meant every word of it. You know I did. And maybe you thought I failed.

You buried me too shallow. Even without my body and mind, my soul is still here. Perhaps I've broken the cycle, perhaps I haven't. All I know is that I have once more crawled out of the pathetic hole that you call my grave.

I would've thought there'd be a timeline where you realize how tyrannical your endeavor was. Where you realized that Hyrule was never safer with the kingdom, just wrapped around your finger. I sought to free "your people". If you call that "the darkness within my heart", then so be it. I will choose to close my eyes and let the night thrive.

I'm already here. I'm already back. Perhaps when this form fades, I will return again. Even if you cannot see me, know that I am out here. Wherever there is you, I will be there too.

-Ganondorf (Legend of Zelda: Tears of the Kingdom)

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#to link #from ganondorf #legends of Zelda letters #legends of Zelda tears of the kingdom letters #mail #hate mail

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to noelle:

*i'm sorry.

*i don't know if it even matters anymore but. i said it

*some part of me hopes you don't see this. if you still think it was just a dream...

*well. that's probably for the best.

*i could say it wasn't my fault. after all it wasn't me. it was that thing controlling me. but that doesn't really matter in the end. "i" still manipulated you. "i" still made you kill all of those people.

*if you see this somehow... i hope you know you're a good person.

*i'm sorry.

*i'm so sorry.

-kris

(source: deltarune, "weird route")

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#to Noelle #from kris #deltarune letters #Deltarune weird route letters #mail

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dear papa (charlie!!), its flippa! i miss you soo sososososos so so so much. its really quiet here. and scary. i know ive left before but this is very different. its a lot weirder. Im not alone, ive made some new friends! Not eggs like me but im not alone! i miss you a lot, and mama too. and tilin. but especially you. im sorry if you dont feel okay or if i did something to upset you. i hope whereever you are you can find me and take me back home. i love you so very much!

with love, tu huevo, juanaflippa

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#to papa #to charlie #qsmp letters #Quackity SMP letters #from juanaflippa #mail

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To Em,

You know, being normal in our world's sense of the word isn't all it's said to be. While it's quite like home it's just, recolored if you can even understand my joke.

I'm not hated for my race though my race is still used as an insult to an absurdly huge amount of people, "seeing people's auras" is a completely different thing but it's not as... frowned upon as in our world.

You'd probably be seen as a minority, in a different way than in our world. I'm quite sure you wouldn't know what I mean and honestly I'm glad.

Our world seems more accepting but I'd say it's just different issues.

I'm looking after a small village of people, who are sometimes a bit too reckless for their own good. You get it, you've had to deal with me for years.

They're not all bad, plus Sam's here. Thank you for introducing us by the way, I don't think I ever said it. Not that you would've ever met them but I've made a few... Not really friends but friends.

While I do have to mask my 'true self' or whatever, they're quite nice though that's mostly expected.

How are my foster parents doing? I know you would never go near my bio parents so I won't ask, I don't really care either.

How are you doing? I forget her name but how's it going with her? Also you can't blame me for forgetting her name, or well, her nickname, I know how secretive she was with her real one. It was a nice name but we both know how bad I am with names.

Anyway, while I know this letter won't reach you, it's... Relieving in a way.

From, X (OC letter)

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#from x #to em #oc letters #mail

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Dear Q, I miss you terribly. Please know you'll always be my love. —⛪

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#to q #from ⛪ #mail

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Micheal I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I should have been better I miss you

-Tubbo (dsmp)

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#to Michael #from Tubbo #dream smp letters #mail

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To my family,

I'm not really sure where to begin, I guess I should first apologise. I'm sorry, to my brother, that I acted out like that. I'm not entirely sure why I did, but I don't think any explanation would justify making you feel so scared. I'm even more sorry, that on a day most children would enjoy, I went too far, and it cost you your life.

For my sister, I'm not sure I even remember talking to you much. I do understand, though, that you've experienced pain similar to mine when you died, and if i could somehow prevent that, I would, but I can't.

And lastly, to my father: Go fuck yourself. Fredbear should've been safer, and Circus Baby? I know that one was just intentional. Go die. Again. Painfully. Don't even think of coming back. Go to Hell.

-Mike

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#from mike #to family #fnaf letters #<I think? #hate mail #<for the last bit

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From (book) Simon

directed at David and only David :)

You hit me with your car, I'm coming for your balls. Start running immediately.

(ahem, side note from host, his source is cry of fear)

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#from simon #to david #cry of fear letters #hate mail

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To SPEAK-AS-ONE.

Fuck you, from the bottom of my heart. Not only did you turn the town against us kids, you took away our friends, our family. My sister died because of you. My parents were already gone so I was left alone. I was only fifteen fucking years old.

You have done so much damage and carnage and torture, for what? To make us all united as a race? To relive the glory days before the other Voices came to be? I don't get it. You're worse than my paternal grandparents and I really thought they were bad.

I hope you lose all your believers. I hope you lose your precious Song, I hope the Shape can find you and kick your ass. You're horrible. I'm glad that I'm out of there. At least now I have the power to tell the world what you did.

Disrespectfully (not) yours,

Mira

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#to speak-as-one #from Mira #mail #hate mail

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Dearest Miss, my Lady N'kuhana,

What the FUCK did I do to deserve this??

I've been your plaything for too long. I don't deserve this. I don't deserve to be your little toy to spread your corruption and wrath whenever someone even slightly pisses you off. I don't deserve any of this! I'm tired! I'm sick and tired of this!!

And yet I still miss you. And I know you know it too. There, I said it.

I know you're still watching me, watching all of us. I know you still have your hands in all our businesses, and it pisses me off. And on the other hand, I miss your embrace, I miss your security, your comfort. You were ever changing like the tide, always fluid, back and forth with your anger and your actions, but I miss it still. Why?

Please just leave us alone. You are no longer my goddess, you are no longer my daughter, you are no longer mine. I am no longer yours. Leave me be.

No longer yours,

Comm

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#to lady n’kuhana #from comm #mail #hate mail

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To whoever may listen.

Despite the urge to strip back my family name and social status to befit my current situation, I will hide no longer. I need to rid this from my soul, to confess to what I did. My name is Mitth’raw’nuruodo. Grand Admiral Thrawn of the Galactic Empire. No longer will I leave that to burn. If, at all, you know my name, I want you to know something.

I am sorry.

For once in my life, I do not deceive you. The cosmic horror of being pulled away from everything I know, all of that being turned into words on a page, has unblinded me. The guilt and homesickness has been biting and tearing away at my soul. It has shattered the bottle that I held my emotions in for so long. All I ever wanted was to protect the Chiss Ascendancy. It was my home, the only one I’d ever known. It was the sole reason I existed, my sole purpose in life. Me existing without it has shown me the horrific madness that I had been blindly consumed by. I've always preached the difference between an error and a mistake, and I'm here now realizing that my whole life was a mistake. Countless errors that I was blind to in my madness, that I left to fester. Everything was a mistake.

Eli Vanto, my closest friend, I ruined your life and stole you away from your family. Ezra Bridger, I destroyed everything you knew for daring to question my tyranny. Ar’alani, Cheri, Ba’kif, everyone in the Ascendancy who I knew, I failed to protect you and left you alone as I was gutted atop a burning pile. Thrass, my brother, I couldn't save you.

I am a monster, in every sense of the word. My exterior matches my interior; cruel red eyes and blue skin, most burned to a crisp. My disfigurement was a result of my death, a result I deserve. My visage is fitting for a terror such as myself.

I wish I could ask you if you hate me. If you never want to see me again, if you wish to just be free of the curse that is my loyalty. I understand, and I wish I could be free of it too.

I used to stand proud above you, dressed in pristine white and gold. Now I'm writing this letter, curled up in the back of a grimy bus and begging for forgiveness. I'm pathetic. But I would rather grovel than be who I was.

To whoever is reading. To whoever knows my name. I speak from the bottom of my heart, if such a heart is even still present.

Please, forgive me.

-Grand Admiral Thrawn (Star Wars)

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#mail #Star Wars letters #from grand admiral thrawn

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J--

First off, I'd like to apologize for only using our first initials, but I'd rather it not be easy to figure out who I am. I'm sure you understand.

Neither of us survived, hm? I'm kind of back now-- now being the 21st century-- but different. I'm a copy of the person you knew, and, as most copies are, I am an imperfect one. I don't know if you'd recognize my personality, J. You certainly wouldn't recognize my appearance, due to my being part of a system. I trust that who-ever delivers this letter will explain to you what that means.

It's been too long since we've spoken. Unfortunately, I doubt we'll speak again... though who knows, perhaps we'll get lucky & meet again. I just wanted to write to say that I miss you. I miss how you made me laugh, I miss hearing you sing, I miss working with you and being with you. I hope that we meet again some day. Until then, just know that I miss you.

Your good friend,

T

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#to j #from t #mail

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To Cyth,

You hurt a lot of people. And if you're out there somewhere, I just want you to know, I still cry about the Fourth and the Fifth. You killed kids, you killed people whose only crime was that they *might* ascend to lyctorhood. I hate you, and I think ten thousand years of suffering isn't long enough. I want to bring you back, powerless, in agony, and dying, so I can kick your ass again. Bitch.

But that said... I'm sorry. If I knew what you were, I would have killed you sooner. Maybe than those two would still be making shitty jokes and being sappy in public. Maybe than the teens would still be weird and immature. But instead they're dead, and you're dead, and I'm mega dead, and none of us got what we wanted.

I thought I knew you. But you lied, and we both died, and now everything's gone to shit. I have trauma, you got your body meatpuppeted by my shit birthgiver, and sometimes I wish neither of us had ever existed. But I'm here, and you might be too, and I want you to know just how much I hate you. Maybe than I'll feel better. Maybe than I'll stop seeing their dead bodies.

I hope the River swallows you up and you go straight to hell. I hope you die, forever, no coming back. I hope you feel peace, because I sure as fuck don't. I hope you feel all the pain of the last myriad crystallized into one moment, and that moment is me kicking your ass. I wish I'd been alive to kill you myself.

In conclusion, fuck you, your cav, your lies, your house, and your fucking mother.

- Gideon Nav

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#to cyth #from gideon nav #hate mail #mail

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It's been a long time, hasn't it? So much has changed since we last saw each other. There are others sharing my body now, and I know it sounds odd, but its enjoyable. There's always someone to talk to. I wasn't the first to inhabit it, not by a long shot, but they don't care. Unfortunately, this means it doesn't really look like "me", but I can get past that. A lot else has changed with me, stuff I don't really have the time to get into. The world has changed even more than I have, even more than we could've imagined. Yes, it's mostly for the better, but I know you wouldn't see it that way. If I had come to this time alone, I would probably come to the same conclusion. But sharing this new life with others in my headhas convinced me otherwise. I now realize that I was wrong. We were wrong. I don't agree with you. I'll still regard you as a good friend but... my feelings toward you are more negative than positive. It's bitter-sweet to think about you, really. I doubt this letter will ever reach you, but if it does, I hope you consider changing your mind if you haven't already. And, despite how much I've come to resent you, I hope you're doing well.

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#mail #hate mail #<? Just to be safe

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Dear Zebede,

I'm doing well enough, through the ups and downs of adjusting to life on Earth.

And, y'know, despite the flack you get from everyone I know, I hold fast to the idea that you aren't bad. You're going through your own thing.

Thanks for being with me on my personal growth journey. I hope you're well too.

(Pale) Love, Zebruh

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#to zebede #from zebruh #mail

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To my brother,

There's a lot I want to tell you, but I don't know where to start. I guess I'll start with the obvious; I miss you a lot. I know I always made it seem like I avoided you, and yes, sometimes it was on purpose, but not the reasons you may think. I just didn't want to hurt you, so... I found it easier to remove myself from the situation.

I'm both thankful and terrified that you aren't here with me. I'm now aware of what could've been in our future, everything horrible that would happen between us. I know it's hard to believe, but living in Snowdin is much better than what would've happened on the Surface.

I want you here with me, but I'm scared. What if? I don't want to think about them, but it feels like my whole life has been controlled by what if's. It's the only thing that kept me going. It's also the only thing that kept me from you. What would everyone think of us? But more importantly, what would you think of me?

I already know the answer, more or less. I'm disgusting. This is wrong. And yet my thoughts chip away at me every second, screaming for me to run after you. I want you. I need you. But it's wrong. I know this, and you do too, right?

This is getting long already, so, I'll try to wrap this up quickly. Things are different now; I'm living in a human body, my life is... either quiet or stressful - no in-between - and my reputation isn't what it used to be. Maybe that's why I've finally built up the courage to speak. Either way, I'll leave you with this, and take it as you will.

I love you, from the pit of my soul.

- Pap

(source: Undertale AU)

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#to my brother #from pap #undertale letters #undertale au letters #mail

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Dear Donovan

A lot of thing have changed since I left, I’ve met some new people, tried to kill someone’s cat, I came out as a lesbian, and I started dating someone. I’m writing because I wanted to thank you for always being by my side, even when I had no money, even when I treated you like shit, I’ll never understand why you did but thank you. Tell Bobby I love him.

~Bryce

[source: the Bryce series]

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#to donovan #from bryce #the bryce series letters #mail