I’m thinking of ending things

[Lammy]

We were happy once forty-seven years ago before everything happened.
Before Lyseroth was sealed away, Ezan tore Mero in half, and Aubrey was the supreme.
Before Ustrea took over the position from Misfortune.
Before everything that could go wrong did go wrong - we were happy once.
We were so focused on change, to make the world enjoyable, that we forgot the things that matter to us: family.
Now, forty-seven years later, what is it that we have left?

Mero has gone to join the great fight in Hel; the warlock that he may be, he did his job - my brother, now gone with the wind.
If only I could tell you about your child. Your wife. Your everything.
You would have retired by now at sixty-one, with your child being a proper warrior.
Samuel wouldn't have gone crazy, and Arlyss would still know their other grandfather.
Now that you're gone, they, too, have gone off the haywire.
But you said to make sure to remain happy, right?

Cinderella, you will always be my baby sister.
You were an unnatural phenomenon from Lyseroth's loins and intentions, but you were my sister.
You wanted to make the world enjoyable, to do things that could leave an impact, and you did.
From Dal'thala to Aegis, to Kava and more - no one can ever doubt you.
And the person you trained has become one of the most outstanding leaders.
I'm sure that, wherever you are, you are proud of that.
For I am, too.

Anubis - though we never got to know one another, you did a lot for us.
You may have left, died, or gone to spread the name of Relvery elsewhere, but you were an inspiration; I envied you.
I still do.

Aubrey, you deserve better.
But no matter how much you knew that, you stayed loyal despite all the horrors you faced.
I would never understand the instincts or the story, but you dedicated everything and more until you couldn't.
Perhaps, in another life, you would have been stronger without him, or maybe you would have lived on montany.
But Sabathiel is doing fine and reached grey hairs, and your grandchildren have grown into worthy warriors of respect.
I would have hoped that you would have been able to see them a few times before your disappearing act, but this is needed.
Even if it was unfair.

As for me,  I don't deserve a gravestone next to you all.
I have failed on numerous fronts.
From having half of my heart devoured,
To not being able to protect the people I care for.
But at least I can say that despite all the years that have passed and will pass.
I'll never forget you.

Happy birthday, Mero Dominic.
We'll see each other soon.