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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

"I just wanted to see whether you were still just a talented fighter," Lukas said.

Leonhard then raised his brow. "So...?" he asked.

Lukas then shrugged his shoulders. "You've improved, but you're still just a talented fighter," he said before turning around and starting to walk away.

Leonhard then widened his eyes. "...What?!" he asked before hurrying to accompany Lukas. "Are you serious about it? I was going to stop you," the crown prince said.

Lukas then scoffed. "Even if that's true, you took too long to react," he said. "You would've been dead before you did anything," the blonde boy added.

Leonhard then sighed. "Anyway, how are we going to the port now? I remember that we took almost two hours only to go from the port to our house here. We would probably take like 4 hours to go from the place we were meeting Akanksh to the port," he said.

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