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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

Lucius laid in his tent. He was staring at the ceiling of his shelter. For some reason, he couldn't sleep even though the battle has been getting more and more exhausting with time.

Lucius sighed before sitting up. 'What the hell is wrong with me?' he wondered. 'I have to sleep, so I can go fresh to the battle, but... it doesn't seem I'm going to fall asleep anytime soon,' the black-haired boy thought.

Soon, Lucius took a deep breath before starting to leave his tent, being careful not to wake up the partner he shared it with.

With a lamp in his hand, Lucius walked out of the tent, and enjoyed the fresh air outside. 'Yes, those things truly aren't the most comfortable place to sleep in,' he thought.

Soon, for his surprise, Lucius spotted Lukas in the middle of the camp, analyzing a few maps while holding a lamp over them.

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