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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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No Longer Punished

Austria, February 23rd 1797

9:05 AM

Lukas was walking through the hallways of the mansion, towards the dining room, where he was going to have breakfast.

As Lukas went down the stairs, Lukas bumped into Violett, which made her look taken aback.

"Huh... L-Lukas," Violett said with a shy voice.

Lukas raised his brow at Violett's reaction. Ever since Violett had seen Nathalie, she was trying to avoid Lukas at all costs. Of course, Lukas couldn't blame her, but he still wanted to know the real reason behind it, she already knew that he had another fiancée, after all.

Lukas hummed for a bit. "Violett, do you want to talk for a bit?" he asked.

Violett immediately shook her head quickly and darted upstairs. Lukas just stood there as he heard the little thuds that Violett's feet made against the wooden stairs.

Lukas sighed. 'I should've known this was going to happen, but...' he thought.