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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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Battle Simulation (11) - Preparations

Austria, October 22nd 1800

4:32 PM

Lukas and a few more of his comrades were now watching the enemy base. It hadn't been hard to found, since the forest wasn't that big. It was obvious that the instructors wanted the enemy bases to be easy to find.

Lukas was laying down on the ground, as his other 4 comrades stood around him, watching if someone was coming.

Lukas, meanwhile, was narrowing his eyes as much as he could in order to catch everything.

One of the boys turned to Lukas. "Hey, Lukas, don't you wanna climb a tree or something? You can see better like that," he said.

Lukas shook his head. "No way, I may be able to see better from here, but it'll also be easier to spot me," he answered.

The boy just nodded his head as he got back to watching over, they couldn't stay distracted for too long in this position.