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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

Lukas and Arthur were staring into each other's eyes. Whereas Lukas forced himself to show a shy expression, Arthur's eyes were filled with boldness.

After a few moments of silence, Arthur raised his brow. "So, girl? Did you not hear my question? What's your name," he asked with a smile.

Lukas then took a shaky breath. "I-It's Luka, Sir," he answered.

Arthur then raised his brow even further. ""Luka"? You are not from India, are you?" he asked.

Lukas then shook his head. "N-No, Sir. I'm from Europe," he answered.

Arthur then tilted his head. "What country from Europe?" he asked.

"Holy Roman Empire," Lukas answered, trying to give as little information as possible.

Arthur then nodded his head slowly before picking the glass from Jaya's hands, and giving it to Lukas. "Bring me another, will you?" he asked.

Jaya then stepped forward. "I-I could do, it, Mr. Arth-"

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