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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

Leonhard was in his room. He was holding his sword and eventually swinging it around, an act that seemed completely out of boredom.

Soon enough, Leonhard sighed. 'I truly don't want me and Lukas to be at each other. We are in a situation where we have to be together if we have to take my father down, but...' he thought.

Soon, Leonhard a knock on his door. Leonhard then sheathed his sword and placed it on his dresser.

Leonhard pocketed one of his hands. "Come in," he said.

For Leonhard's surprise, Freida was the one who had opened the door. "Excuse my intrusion, Your Majesty," she said with a smile.

Leonhard sighed slightly and then shook his head. "Do not worry about that, Lady Freida. What do you need?" he asked.

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