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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

Napoleon was in the French settlement, sitting on the grass while going through a map. He wanted to make sure that he didn't miss anything in both battles occuring right now.

One single mistake could mean a loss to the French side, which Napoleon wouldn't allow at all, at least here in the north.

Soon, Charles walked up to him. "Lord Napoleon, you're up early," he said.

Napoleon gave him a slight nod. "Of course I am. I am the general here, I should keep track of everything," he said before standing up and looking over at Charles. "But you're not up properly late either. Is anything wrong?" the brown-haired boy asked.

Stressful Night