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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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Children

Austria, August 24th 1803

6:13 PM

Erik kept his hand on Lukas's shoulder for a little longer before moving away, however, he still maintained his smile.

After a short break, Lukas sighed. "Very well, then... what's the first step?" he asked. "I bet you planned a schedule for me to watch here, so I wouldn't be bored," the blonde boy said.

Erik shook his head. "No, Lukas, not at all," he replied. "I want you to watch the daily routine of the Von Neumann house, so you may very well be bored out of your mind, because we will do the exact same way we always do," the blonde man said.

Lukas raised his brow. "...So... what is the point in doing this?" he asked.

Erik shrugged his shoulders. "I told you. I would like to show that we are not the evil bastards you think we are," he replied.

Lukas sighed, almost as if he was tired. "Erik, I never said that about all the members of the Von Neumann house," the blonde boy said.