Truth Finale: Kristian Meets Love

I, Kristian, am the Defender of Truth. Upon many attempts to gain an official encounter with Him, I managed to meet Truth in person. However, it was not like how I had expected. Instead, He seemed to have bluntly ignored me and told me to meet a random stranger. He said Her name was Love, and indeed, I was dejected that Truth drove off, leaving me standing there in the middle of the road. I was rather angry, so after I had emptied the AK47 into the two motorbikes, I climbed into my Pantera and drove off into the night.

Don’t ask me how, but I stood outside Her door. I knocked. This was the abode of Love, Truth told me to come here. The door opened, and a young woman stood before me. She was gorgeous and lovely despite the scars that were scattered across her face. She wore a white hat with a white trench coat and slacks. She smiled, “Hello, Kristian.”

“Hello.”

“Do come in,” she gestured as she made way for me to come through.

“Any idea why I have to even be here?” I remarked.

Love smiled, “You’re not the first to ask that, even in that manner. But don’t you worry, you will soon find out.”

I gulped down the guilt that sat in my throat, “I’m sorry.”

“It’s no issue, Kristian, I see now why my husband sent you here.”

“Your husband?” I spat in astonishment, “You’re married?”

Love chuckled and looked at me with her deep blue eyes, “We have been married for so many years, Kristian, we go back to the beginning of time.”

“Well, I didn’t know that,” I shrugged. “I’ve been fighting for the Truth for a long time. I finally met Him, and He gave me the cold shoulder. Guess I could at least got a handshake but anyway…”

“Kristian, You have been chasing Truth, and I admire that, but you haven’t chased the full Truth, only what you thought it was.”

“Huh?” I frowned, “What’s that supposed to mean?”

“You can’t have the Truth without Love, and you can’t have Love without the Truth. They are married together. One without the other is not the entirety of their identity.”

“Okay, nice analogy, but the Truth is out there spreading the essential facts so that people can come to the light. What does Love have to do with it?”

“Well, Love is the reason why the Truth is out there risking His life so that people can be saved. Without Love, there’s no reason to spread the Truth, and without Truth, there’s no way to spread Love. Besides, you were really saving people when you blew them away with bullets, right?”

For the first time, the Truth stung me. But I also felt loved, and I realized that this couple worked amazingly together. I stared at Her beautiful face, trying to go beyond the innocent smile on her face.

“How did the scars come?”

Sadness crept into her eyes as she spoke, still smiling, “Every time someone rejects the Truth or me, it hurts…


It wasn’t long before I was back on the street, briskly walking towards my Pantera when a Rolls Royce stopped by. The chauffeur called to me, “Excuse me, I’m looking for a Kristian.”

“That would be me,” I replied with curiosity, “who’s asking?”

“I’ve been sent by Truth to collect you.”

I opened the door, and the Rolls Royce surged forward towards the night.

It wasn’t long before we arrived at a church. The sign Church of God is boldly portrayed at the entrance. The driver led me towards the door, which he opened and beckoned me to enter. There was a figure at the end of the auditorium, sitting on a high stool. He wore a trench coat and a hat.

“Welcome, Kristian,” the voice echoed from the silhouette, “I’m glad that you have been enlightened by the Truth.”

“Yeah, I guess. Didn’t know how it was supposed to be.”

“But now you know…” the figure got off the chair and walked towards me, “Now you must pledge your allegiance to me, testify that you will follow me and be my servant.”

“Huh?”

“You must bow down to me and pledge your allegiance,” the figure repeated as the light shone on the man who walked towards me. He wore a red trench coat and a bowler hat. This wasn’t the man I saw earlier on. But the man looked exactly like Truth.

“I can’t do that.”

The man smiled, “So, you’ve decided to choose the other side now, have you?”

“No,” I replied, “I’m still following the Truth, and that’s the reason why I can see through your fake pretense!”

Deception stared at me with hatred, his lips pursed in anger, “How dare you?”

“You don’t seem to stop your stupid protests, do you? Don’t you know that you will never win no matter how many surgeries you go for?”

“You will pay for your insolence!”

“Not as much as you will pay for your sins!”

“Grab him!” Deception pointed at me. The driver leaped towards me, and I stuck my hand into my pocket and grabbed my car keys. I pressed a button. The man grabbed me and held my hands behind my back. Deception walked towards me, “Today, you will learn of my power!”

The sound of a rumbling engine could be heard, louder and louder.

“What’s that?” Deception asked with annoyance. There was a spray of headlights before the stain-glass windows burst at the entrance of the Pantera that sailed into the auditorium. The car wiped out Deception, sending him airborne. The seats scattered as the Pantera landed and turned. The driver let go of my hands and fled. I walked to my car, climbed in, and sped through the glass doors into the night.

The Pantera sped across the tar roads, traveling under the moonlit sky. I smiled when I saw the white Buick shoot across the intersection ahead. I realized that the Truth was meant to save, not to destroy. It was to liberate, not to imprison. I really enjoyed the visit I had with Love, She knew so much. I learned a lot from her. But I really wished I noticed the military tank following me…

 

 

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