Pursuit Of The Truth 소설 & 이야기

Toward the truth. Toward herself.

It was no longer a quest for truth or vengeance; now it was a very personal struggle of head versus heart. All of the truths that I had acquired screamed of deceit and corruption, but in one look were able to ignite an all-encompassing, almost unstoppable craving for the man who I had tried to convince myself I knew. I was musing on how it was the universe's quirky sense of compelling me to believe in the duplicity of mankind—wound and heal, destruy and restore. Truth, I had learned, was not a cut-and-dried, black-and-white entity. It was a piece of cloth embroidered with love, remorse, hope, and yes, remorse. As minutes became an hour, I descended from the balcony, my resolve hardening with

They knew that they were on the right track, that they were closing in on the truth, and that they had to see their mission through to the end, no matter what the cost. And so they pressed on, following the trail of clues wherever it led them until they finally uncovered the shocking truth that had been hidden from them all along. It was a truth that would shake them to their core, would force them to confront their demons, and make choices that would change the course of their lives forever.

The truth had transformed from a mere curiosity to a sacred obligation, a mission that demanded our unwavering resolve. And so, armed with newfound knowledge and a sense of urgency, we set our sights on the final battle—the culmination of our journey. The path ahead was treacherous, with adversaries waiting to test our mettle. But we would not waver. With every step, we knew that the fate of our kind, the very balance of the supernatural world, hung in the balance. The truth we sought had become the catalyst for a new chapter—one that would redefine our roles, challenge our beliefs, and forge us into the heroes we were destined to become.

"I mean, no offend, okay? It's just an opinion," "Sure, sure, what is it?" She agreed as she nodded every after of the word sure. "What if the four marks are the good ones and the government is the bad one?" He asked maintaining eye contact with her. "Ohh..." She got speechless. "That's... out of the box," She added. "By the way, in any chance, did you witness the appearance of the Sacred Book of Truths? I am curious!" He acted like an innocent curious boy. "Yeah, sure! We can go there right now!"

“Your necklace. May I see it?” Seolurrie showed them her necklace which is hidden inside her clothes. She didn’t take it off. She felt that something bad will happen if she took it off. “Hmm. It looks like an ordinary necklace for me. Are you sure what you saw was real?” “I don’t have time to be delusional. I know that what happened was real. The truth, just like how true that I came out of a gate.” “Not everything that you said can be true. There are no evidence about everything else except the fact that you came out of a gate. And a few more days you will get your hunter license. You know what will happen, right?”

“Then why did you invite me here? After everything?” He looked at me, his eyes dark and searching. “I don’t have all the answers. I don’t know what’s going to happen next, but I need to be honest with you. And with myself.” There it was. The truth, raw and unrefined. He didn’t know. He didn’t know what was happening between us, or what his feelings were, or what his marriage even meant anymore. But there was one thing I knew for certain: Viktor had never been one to ask for clarity unless he truly needed it.

 Curiosity: The sad thing about it is the mesmerizing urge. The interminable doubt and the cast-iron certainty that only the truth brings peace. Only the truth can save the mind from cluttering into an entanglement and wrapping itself into the foils and claws of a mystery. Only the truth will unravel the mind which has become a slave to the hidden things.