Dear Philza,
Hey, how ya doin'? I hope you're doing well, Phil. Honestly.
Listen, I know I wasn't your favorite son (Wilbur clearly won that award), but you still love me, right?
Right?
Hey, speaking of Wil, tell him and Techno that I love 'em, alright? They honestly were like older brothers to me, even if I annoyed the shit out of them constantly.
We were the weirdest, somewhat functional, Minecraft family ever.
There's a murderous pig, an insane musician, a loud shouty teenager with a sailor mouth, a pyromaniac teen with a weird obsession with bees that isn't even officially part of the family but we love him anyway, and whatever the fuck you are (no offense).
Speaking of Tubbo, tell him I love him (platonically, obviously. I'm not gay), will ya? I don't think I told him enough, but he was probably the best friend I could ever have, and I truly care about him.
Alright, I'm running out of paper. See ya in the afterlife, Phil.
-Tommy
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You read over the note over and over again, deciphering why this teen, Tommy, wrote this letter to his supposed father, Philza.
The note is clearly old, ancient probably, due to the fact that it was written on paper of all things, and the paper is very yellow.
You give the paper to the museum of ancient artifacts, hoping that they can somehow determine the year it was written.
Your name is [F/N] [L/N], and it's your job to look for the ancient letters written by four people who existed during the twenty-first century.
One letter of the lost souls have been found so far.
Name: Tommy [INFORMATION MISSING]
Date Created: [INFORMATION MISSING]
Date Found: 11/29/8045
Place of Origin: England-Current Day Section 25B
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F/n = first name
L/n = last name
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