Dear Charlie,
Remember when we were kids and we kept finding random creatures in the woods that you would always try to bring home for adoption? I can summon some of those animals if we make contact with each other. I have been cosplaying like you, and I guess I am now slowly collecting Pokemon-like creatures. I never got powers like you or Dad, and I still can't fire sparks out of my fingertips. In fact, I'm pretty useless when it comes to fighting. Meko has always been there to protect me; many of the forest's creatures have helped me make it this far. The only reason why I could become an Overlord in Hell was because nature itself lent me its hand. Nature is truly one alluring mystery; I am thankful I can make a connection with them. Without Meko, I would have died a long time ago. Sometimes, when I was alone in the woods without you, I would see the most magical beasts that would never bring harm to me. Even though we never talk, I have this bizarre connection to them. But what I could have never guessed was five of them would seek me out and infiltrate my life. The creatures of this world will never be fully understood, kind of like the sinners.

I can't stop my feet from moving. Charlie is right beside me as we walk to the bank of the pond. We can't stop ourselves from entering the water, as if in a trance. The fairies desperately pull at our clothing, their little tugs not enough to prevent us from heading further in.

At this point, I'm actually over falling to my death. It's become overrated; it was meant to be. Whatever divine being is overlooking this shit clearly knows what needs to be done. I feel a light tug on my arm as I stare at my unexpected rescuers. It was Harper, Isabella, Mia and Kolene, each grabbing one of my limbs and slowing my descent to the ground below.
"You girls can fly? You girls are fairies?" I look at the four of them, astonished. Each girl with translucent wings sprouting from their back. A different tint is shining against the light, making a beautiful sight.
"We weren't supposed to tell you, but you were in trouble," Mia tells me in a panic as we run to safety behind nearby buildings.
"Why weren't you supposed to tell me?" I kneel at their level.
"Because Helia said you would make us go home if you found out where we came from," Harper nervously twists her heel into the ground.
"What? I would never make you go home; why would he think that?"
"Because Helia said you might find us creepy if you found out we have been following you around ever since we left the pond," Kolene blurted out. My eyes widened in surprise as I slowly put the pieces together in my head.
"You, you guys, are the fairies we used to play with in the woods. It was you guys who tried to stop us from being taken away by that siren that day." Everything comes together as the girls stand there and nod like they are guilty of committing a crime.
"We're sorry," the four of them tear up as I shake my head.
"No, no, you girls have nothing to apologize for. It's okay; I'm not angry with you at all," the four of them run over to me in relief, and I pat their heads in reassurance.
"Is Helia also-?" I ask the oldest of the bunch.
"Helia is the king of fairies." I nod understanding as Meko tugs at my pant leg, and I take notice of a confrontation between Asshole Adam and my family. I stumble over the rubble and make my way over to watch Charlie grab Adam's fist and absolutely tosses him into the ground, creating a sizable dent in Hell's surface.
"You come at me and my daughters, don't forget you're in my house bitch," I watch my usually silly goose of a father start throwing the hardest left and right hooks at Adam, who is looking worse than ever. My Dad raises his hands above his head to create a finishing blow. I dash over and stand over Adam, and Charlie grabs his shoulder to stop him as well.
"Dad, even though he's a dick, he's had enough. You're going to kill him," I softly tell my father as Charlie nods in agreement. His face switches from his malice to his softer, more gentle expression.
"Ah, alright. You're right, Vera," he takes my uninjured hand and flies us out of the hole. "How's mercy taste, you little bitch?" my Dad taunts him from above.
"No! You don't get to end this. Vera, get down here and heal my ass! You work for me! You're supposed to be mine!" He attempts to activate the bracelet that was previously around my wrist, but I hear my Dad scoff.
"Are you looking for this little thing? I really didn't appreciate the pain it brought upon my daughter," he tosses the specks of gold dust into the hole with Adam as more anger crosses his face.
"I'm fucking Adam, I'm the fucking man! And you're just some fucking clown of something. I started everything on Earth! All of mankind came from these fucking nuts. You should all be worshipping me; you should be fucking grateful I wanted to save you ass, Vera! You ungrateful, disgusting fucking losers!" Adam's rant of self-righteousness gets interrupted by a protruding blade through his abdomen, he tips over, and Niffty goes to absolute fucking town by stabbing the man while he's already down. I head to Niffty and carefully take the knife from her hand. I carefully pulled out my bag and removed the flower from its container.
I grab one of its magic petals and combine it with the blood using a pestle and mortar, crushing it into a very fine powder. I ask my Dad for a water bottle, and he happily conjures one up. I carefully mix the power with the water with the help of Angel, who holds it still for me, and the power creates a gold and blue swirl.
"Where is Helia, anyway?" I ask Charlie as I finish the medicine for him, and Angel helps me get back up on the ground.
"I uh, I haven't seen him since Pentious was, you know," tears well up in my little sister's eyes as I briefly stop what I'm doing and look around me. Injured sinners and dead angels are all around us. There was so much chaos going on that I didn't have time to stop and try to help anyone. I give Meko the bottle, and she takes it gently.
"What's wrong, Vera?" Charlie asks.
"I need to do this," I wince as I bring my dice up my arm and interlock my fingers in front of me.
"What is Doc doing?" I hear the questions float around as I feel my palms heating up; I start to tune out the world around me and focus on my flame. My entire body ignites in fire as it grows around me. Everyone starts to step away from me.
"It's okay; let her flames touch you," I hear my Dad encourage the others as they stop moving around. The purple blaze grows wider and engulfs the entire hotel area, creating a violet zone of light wind and violet haze.
"It's warm..." I hear Vaggie exclaim as the pain around me starts to disappear. The injuries obtained from the battle are beginning to close on their own; I see Alastor in his tower as my flame reaches his chest and closes up his gash; he politely bows to me. I also found Helia, who had collapsed near the hotel's front entrance. The countless injuries that Vaggie received also closed up and vanished as if they were never there. My power starts to slow down as I feel weaker from the ordeal. My fingers unlace, and I lose my balance. My Dad catches me before I hit the ground, and Charlie runs over, giving me a soul-crushing hug, being mindful of the injury I have that I cannot heal.
I force myself off of the ground despite the protests of everyone around me.
"Take it easy, Vera! You have been through a lot!" Charlie grabs my shoulders as I nod.
"I know, but Helia will die soon if we don't get to him," I push on slowly as Charlie helps to hold my balance. Meko trails behind us with the bottle of medicine I created earlier, and we make our way through the maze of death and destruction. We find Helia slumped over in a corner, and I rush over to him; the black mark has crawled its way all over his face. His entire body was covered in the plague of Adam, and his breathing was short and very shallow. His pulse was still beating weakly; I quickly got the bottle from Meko and had Charlie hold his mouth open as I carefully poured the liquid into his mouth. Please don't let it be too late; it can't be too late! This bitch is supposed to have plot armour!
We go slow so he doesn't choke, and we don't stop until the entire bottle is gone. I watch in anticipation as he remains motionless; the black marks, however, start to slowly recede back down to his stomach area where the curse was originally placed. We all wait, holding our breaths. The black curse mark shrinks into basically nothing. I grab the root and gently tug it out of his skin, giving it to my Dad, who happily crushes it with his palm.
Helia starts to come around as I let out a sigh of relief; he's not going to die. He will be okay.
"What happened?" Helia groggily asks as I take his hand and squeeze it gently.
"Adam almost took you out with him, but you'll be okay now," I reassure him as he sits up and starts to examine himself.
"It's gone? Completely gone?" he touches his stomach area as a joyous grin coats his face. I nod happily as he gets up and checks his entire body in a shattered window pane.
"The curse is completely gone from your body; the flower actually worked, and you are in the clear. As long as you don't go pissing off some more angels that you cross paths with," I explain cheerfully. We have so much more time now just to live; there is still so much I want to do with Helia that I never thought we could do because it was possible he was going to die.
"This is amazing! Oh, and Vera?" he turns to me as I look up at him, too tired to get off the ground or move around at all, really.
"Yes, Helia?" I answer him with a wide grin and a cheerful tone.

"I never actually liked you at all."

My heart nearly stopped as my brain refused to process what was being said to me. My ears fill with static as I hear the thump of my own heart drop.
"What?" I ask, my mouth drying up as everything around me quiets. Like I'm trapped underwater.
"Well, you see. I knew the only way to get this pain in the ass removed was through the best doctor in Hell. A little sweet talk here and romance there, and you were in the palm of my hands. It was so fucking obvious just how lonely of a soul you were. You were such an easy target it was almost laughable. You and you're chronic need to fix everyone made it that much easier for me to get what I wanted. So, thanks for that, I guess," his grin was no longer warm and caring but stoic and calculating.
"What is wrong with you? I thought you were our friend, you asshole," Angel shoves Helia in the chest as he laughs at the gesture.
"I played My little pony friendship bullshit for long enough. You are all boring as Hell. God, I'm so fucking thankful that I don't have to put up with this shit anymore."
I can't find any words to say as Helia walks away, flipping us off. I could tell my Dad was ready to pound his skull into the next ring, but Charlie prevented anyone from doing anything to the King of Fairies for the moment. I feel numb as Meko rubs against my leg and gently nudges me with her nose. Charlie kneels to my level and doesn't say anything. She embraces me in a hug, and silent tears pool into the corners of my eyes and then eventually overflow to my rosy cheeks.

Love is a lie, and I'm its greatest fool.

(Not the ending yet, I don't think. Thanks for the love everyone)