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He kneeled on the snow. The burning cold was reddening both his toes and fingers, but it didn't compare to the anger he was feeling at the moment. Such anger could be noticed in his expression, which even seemed animalistic, as well as in the tears streaming down his face.

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When he opened his eyes, all he could see was an old, wooden ceiling. After staring at it for a while, he turned his head.

"Oh! I'm glad you're awake!"

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"I swear! I'm coming back alive!"

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On August 17th 1788, Austria, a new boy is born, this boy would bring a huge change with him.
The novel "The Bringer of Light" will revolve around quarrels of powerful noble families, political matters, strategic discussions, the real human condition where good and bad people don't truly exist, and much more.

That boy is a prodigy child, having deep insight ever since his birth. One day, something terrible happens to him, which makes him have the goal of bringing light to this world.

The main point of this book is following him on his journey to fulfill that task. He goes through a lot of internal struggles such as: Is it really possible to achieve such a thing? Is what I'm trying to do even the right choice?

The Bringer of Light

The carriage that was transporting Lukas back from the Royal Academy finally arrived to its destiny.

Lukas then immediately hopped out of the carriage right before turning to Rambert. "Thank your for the ride, Rambert," he said.

Rambert nodded his head. "You are welcome, Young Master," he said.

Lukas nodded his head at the carriage driver, and then turned to head to the Royal Palace.

Lukas then walked into the Royal Palace, and the servants apparently just ignored all the bruises on his face. It looked like they all had already gotten used to Lukas's wounded face.

Lukas, however, just thought it was better like that. He would hate to be asked so many questions about the same thing, and worse, their only truthful answer would be: I got my ass kicked.

Lukas then started walking through the corridors when he stumbled upon Elias, standing at the entrance of his room.

Shooting