Emet-Selch determined to save his people no matter what, even though he's exhausted, even though he's lost so much, just like the WoL.
Emet-Selch an unrivaled master of his magical field, an extremely powerful wizard, carrying the last spark of hope for his people, desperate to restore a doomed world, just like G'raha Tia.
Emet-Selch struggling to separate the face of a friend from the face of a stranger, hoping there is a part of the soul that came before still inside, a memory, a semblance, anything - and wounded by grief every time he looks at them, just like Thancred.
Elidibus haunted by almost memories, things frustratingly familiar, people he lost in a dream who he must now oppose, wanting to save everyone and cut to his core with the knowledge that he cannot, like the WoL.
Elidibus giving up part of his body, a hopeful, noble youth devoting himself entirely to a cause, going on alone because he's the only one who can, fighting long after there was any hope... and trapped in a crystal tower, like G'raha Tia.
Elidibus losing his sense of self to the myriad of voices, becoming the heart of a god and then a slave to the dreams of all mankind, but never losing that splintered, bloody spear of love for his people that harmed as much as it helped, like Venat.
Hythlodaeus possessed of remarkable talents, but convinced he's nothing special, finding purpose in a life spent beside his friends, helping them be the heroes who stand in the light, willing to die feeling only gladness if it might spare his loved ones, like G'raha Tia.
Hythlodaeus and the masses of Amaurot who sacrificed themselves one after another in a blind hope that their world could be saved and in the end they would be restored by their heroes. And the Scions who did the same, but succeeded, because they carried wisdom the ancients didn't have but which only those ghosts could provide.
Azem, who stood for the people, opposing Zodiark and Hydaelyn both even as the world came crashing down. The bridge between. And the Warrior of Light who did the same.
All the characters who lose someone, lose everything, and choose to fight for their world, anyway, or even because of what they lost.
All the characters who realize they believed in a lie, and embrace the truth even when it's hard... and all the ones who don't.
All the characters too blinded by grief and anger to hope, until someone takes their hand and tells them this isn't the end... and the ones that are consumed by despair.
All the characters who cannot carry the torch any longer, who entrust their legacy to those who will continue on, and at last find peace.
Telling the world to keep hoping, that things change but they don't end, that people leave but they're not gone, that we are all imperfect sparks and we may harm as much as we help but we all matter, that our love still matters, and it's what saves us
