[Loved ones? Ugh. What a disgrace! What a stupid tradition!
And yet here Kefka is writing something down on a piece of paper. What is it, you ask? What could this clown possible be writing down? Is there anything he loves? Anything!?
....no.
Instead, his letter will read: "Destruction of all life."
It is a festival of writing to those you love, right? Yeah, whatever, this is as close as it gets.]