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The Bringer of Light

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. ----- 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!" ----- "I swear! I'm coming back alive!" ----- 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?

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France, September 21st 1803

6:04 AM

Lukas was sleeping in his and Johan's tent. It was around the time he usually woke up, so, slowly the blonde boy started waking up.

Soon, Lukas started sitting up before rubbing his left eye. After that, he stretched his body while yawning.

When Lukas looked beside him, however, he didn't see Johan.

Lukas raised his brow. 'Hm? Johan isn't here?' he wondered before standing up and walking out of the tent.

Outside, for his surprise, Lukas spotted Johan already going through his morning training, which he used to do a little later.

Lukas placed his hands on his hips while watching him. '...Did I oversleep? Where's my watch?' he wondered before hurrying back into the tent.

Meanwhile, Luther was in his tent going through his meditation. He was sitting cross-legged with both his hands on his knees while breathing deeply.