Mistborn Trilogy (Mistborn, #1-3)

by Brandon Sanderson

“No … no … no…” Vin said, mind growing numb, Elend’s blood on her hands.

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She turned to the side, numbly realizing where she knelt. The pool glowed beside her, next to where Elend had fallen. Some of his blood had dribbled into the pool, though it didn’t mix with the liquid metal. I can save him, she realized. The power of creation rests inches from my fingers.

Uh oh

She could save Elend. She glanced down and saw him dying. She immediately understood what was wrong with him. She could fix his damaged skin and sliced organs. You mustn’t do that, child. Vin looked up with shock.

Oh it’s a test to see if she’s worthy

You’ll know what to do, he’d told her moments before. I trust you.… Vin closed her eyes, and tears rolled down her cheeks. Apparently gods could cry. “I love you,” she whispered. She let the power go. She held the capacity to become a deity in her hands, and she gave it away, releasing it to the waiting void. She gave up Elend.

I am FREE!

Oh that doesn’t sound good This thing’s evil right

for he must not be allowed to release the thing that is imprisoned there.

Sigh yep okay

Why had the spirit stabbed Elend? To make me heal him, she thought. To keep me from releasing the power.

She burned bronze and was shocked to feel pulses coming from Elend. He was burning pewter.

HUH

Alendi must not reach the Well of Ascension, Kwaan’s ancient words read, for he must not be allowed to release the thing that is imprisoned there. Sazed sat down quietly. It was all a lie, he thought numbly. The religion of the Terris people … the thing the Keepers spent millennia searching for, trying to understand, was a lie. The so-called prophecies, the Hero of Ages … a fabrication. A trick.

And I tell you, call me daft, but the words of the prophecies are changing.

MARSH STRUGGLED TO KILL HIMSELF.

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The entity that had been imprisoned within the Well of Ascension. It called itself Ruin.

Hemalurgy was a messy art.

HUH

I am, unfortunately, the Hero of Ages.

Vin ?!

“My name is Elend Venture. I’m your emperor.”

The koloss lowered their weapons. Elend had won.

I miss non magic Elend

“If there were a God, Breeze,” Sazed said, “do you think he’d have let so many people be killed by the Lord Ruler? Do you think he’d have let the world become what it is now? I will not teach you—or anyone—a religion that cannot answer my questions. Never again.”

Be careful what you speak. It can hear what you say. It can read what you write. Only your thoughts are safe.

Without skaa laborers to dredge them on a regular basis, they would fill up with ashen sediment, eventually clogging to uselessness.

In any case, I bless Rashek’s oversight, for without that nugget, Elend would have died that day at the Well.

Sigh oh Vin I know you’re probably gonna die and I’m depressed

Breeze shrugged. “The Church of the Survivor teaches that Vin will someday cleanse the sky of ash and the air of mists. I figure while she’s at it, she might as well bring back the plants and the flowers. Seems like a suitably feminine thing to do, for some reason.”

You taught me to love him enough to let him die.”

A small, folded piece of paper. It contained an aged, fading drawing of a strange plant. A flower. The picture had once belonged to Mare. It had gone from her to Kelsier, and from him to Vin. Sazed picked it up, wondering what Vin intended to say by leaving him the picture. Eventually he folded it up and slipped it into his sleeve,

Most disturbingly, the First Contract contained a provision which, if invoked, would require the mass suicide of the entire kandra people.

huh

“Humans kill each other. Koloss kill each other. But they are both of Ruin.

“That is true. But the First Contract did not die with him! Vin, the Heir of the Survivor, was the one who killed the Lord Ruler. She is our Mother now. Our First Contract is with her!”

“He was emperor,” Elend said. “We may not have liked his rule, but I can understand him somewhat. He wasn’t spiteful—nor was he evil, exactly. He simply … got carried away. Besides, he resisted this thing that we’re fighting.”

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“He was a man,” Vin said quietly. “Only a man. Yet you always knew he’d succeed. He made you be what he wanted you to be.”

“He’d tell us to laugh more,” Sazed whispered.

Spook had begun to understand that there was a power in words.

Demoux sat in the mists, shaking horribly. Even as Elend watched, the balding soldier slipped from his saddle, collapsing to the ankle-deep ash below.

Aw man :(

Spook was burning pewter. The figure stood in the flames, dark, hard to make out. “I’ve given you the blessing of pewter, Spook,” the voice said.

“I didn’t give you pewter just so you could live, Spook,” Kelsier said, pointing. “I gave it to you so you could get revenge. Now, go!”

Ugh Kelsier my love

What happened above? Did Vin go to the Well of Ascension? What of Ruin and Preservation? The gods of the kandra people were at war again, and the only ones who knew of them were pretending that nothing was happening.

DEMOUX SURVIVED.

Oh thank god

Elend sighed. “But it’s more than how I feel about the soldiers’ deaths, Vin. I fear I’m becoming like him.” “Who?” “The Lord Ruler.”

Ruthlessness is the most practical of emotions,

The noble houses were always desperate to ensure that they found the Allomancers among their children.” “So they had them beaten,” Vin whispered.

Sixteen. Why sixteen percent?

Lestibournes. Lefting I’m born. Street slang for “I’ve been abandoned.”

“Sazed was convinced that the mist spirit wasn’t evil,” Vin said. “So was I,” Elend said. “I’m the one who walked up to it, telling you that I felt it was friendly. That was right about the time it stabbed me.”

Is it Kelsier???

“I’m glad I don’t have any other close relatives,” Elend said. Then he eyed her. “Except for you, of course.”

Oh that better not be foreshadowing she’s gonna kill herself

“High Emperor, Lord Elend Venture,” the servant announced in a clear voice. “And the Empress Vin Venture, Heir of the Survivor, Hero of Ages.”

“But it would be terrible to miss the opportunity. After all, we never did get to dance.”

❤️

At that moment—as the music began—Elend reached into his pocket and pulled out a book. He raised it with one hand, the other on her waist, and began to read. Vin’s jaw dropped, then she whacked him on the arm. “What do you think you’re doing?” she demanded as he shuffled through the dance steps, still holding his book. “Elend! I’m trying to have a special moment here!”

“It was the book that I was reading that night on the Venture balcony,” Elend said. “The time we first met.” “Why, Elend! That’s almost romantic—in a twisted ‘I’m going to make my wife want to kill me’ sort of way.”

“I never did like him,” Kelsier whispered.

Ruin stop being a bitch man

A spike. A small metal spike driven into the side of the dead koloss. There was a rip of blue skin by the spikehead, as if …

Oh what the FUCK

“I am human,” the large beast said quietly.

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I have delved and searched, and have only been able to come up with a single name: Adonalsium. Who or what it was, I do not yet know.