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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 the dining room of the Palace, munching on some light food so he could go have his training with Lukas.

Soon enough, the blonde boy showed up in the hallways of the palace, immediately entering the the same room as Leonhard.

"Morning," Lukas said while walking into the dining room.

Leonhard nodded his head. "Morning," he replied. "So, ready for our last training?" the crown prince asked.

Lukas made a short break while raising his brow before scoffing lightly. "Pfft! "Last training," Leonhard? Come on, dude, that's an overstatement," he said. "It's almost impossible that this will be the last time we'll be training with each other," the blonde boy added.

Leonhard nodded his head. "Yeah... but in such conditions... it will," he said.

"Welcome To The Club"