Mistborn Trilogy (Mistborn, #1-3)

by Brandon Sanderson

as they searched for the thing Ruin desired above all others. The thing Preservation had taken from him.

Ruin had tried to get a spike into Elend Venture on several occasions now, and had always failed.

HUH

And she recognized his face. Reen.

I HUH ?!

An Inquisitor who was a Seeker before his transformation would therefore have an enhanced ability to use bronze. This simple fact explains how many Inquisitors were able to pierce copperclouds.

“Who are you?” she demanded.

Ah Ruin

There’s something familiar about them, she realized. When I first sensed this impostor, I thought … I thought he was the mist spirit.

When you’re alone, no one can betray you, a voice whispered in the back of her mind. Reen’s voice.

Does she have a fucking spike in her or is he this powerful

I’ve always been with you. You’ve heard me in your mind since your first years of life.

This weakness was caused by part of Ruin’s power—his very body—having been taken and hidden from him. Which was why Ruin became so obsessed with finding the hidden part of his self.

He expected the creature to continue standing there. But to Elend’s surprise it followed the command, kneeling down. It reached out with a misty hand and began to scratch in the ash. Elend took a step forward, cocking his head to see what the thing was writing. I will kill you, the words said. Death, death, death.

😬🥴

I don’t know why Preservation decided to use his last bit of life appearing to Elend during his trek back to Fadrex.

By the time Elend saw the “mist spirit,” Preservation must have been barely coherent. I wonder what Elend would have done, had he known that he was in the presence of a dying god—that on that night, he had been the last witness of Preservation’s passing. If Elend had waited a few more minutes on that ashen field, he would have seen a body—short of stature, black hair, prominent nose—fall from the mists and slump dead onto the ground. As it was, the corpse was left alone to be buried in ash. The world was dying. Its gods had to die with it.

*laughs nervously* what is happening

“You start sentences with it. ‘Wasing the run of there’ would mean ‘I was running to that place.’”

Good men will kill as quickly for what they want as evil men—only the things they want are different.”

“I do what needs to be done.” “Men say that so easily,” Beldre said. “Yet everybody seems to have a different opinion of what ‘needs’ to be done.”

“I gave you pewter, Spook,” Kelsier said angrily, not looking at Quellion. “Will you deny me now? You must pull free a steel spike that supports this stage. Then you must take the girl and press her to your chest. Kill her with the spike, and drive it into your own body. That is the only way!” Kill her with the spike … Spook thought, feeling numb. This all began that day when I nearly died. I was fighting a Thug in the market; I used him as a shield. But … the other soldier struck anyway, stabbing through his companion and into me.

😬😬😬

“What are you?” Spook asked.

Good boy

Then he slid down to the ground, alone with the cold and blackness.

:(

How did men believe in something that preached love on one hand, yet taught destruction of unbelievers on the other? How did one rationalize belief with the lack of proof? How could they honestly expect him to have faith in something that taught of miracles and wonders in the far past, but carefully gave excuses for why such things didn’t occur in the present day?

“The founders of the kandra people. The Father transformed every living Feruchemist into a mistwraith, beginning that race.

But there was no atium in the storage cache.

Bro where is the fucking atium

Ham smiled. “Cett’s going to be furious.” Elend shrugged. “He’s a paraplegic. What’s he going to do? Bite us?

ELEND OMG 😭😂

Vin drew upon the mists. It happened again.

I did it. I drew upon the mists again. But why now? Why, after all the trying, did it happen now?

Is she gonna turn into preservation bc I feel like she is

Where is the atium?

!!!!!

He left the corpses of horse, man, and message lying in the ash, slowly being buried.

:( :(

That is likely how Zane got his spike.

Gasp

The number of Allomantic metals. The—” “Wait,” Elend said. “What?” “Allomantic metals.” “There are only fourteen of those.”

Two by two by two by two. Four physical metals, four mental metals, four enhancement metals, and four temporal metals.” Sixteen metals …

“The mists were never our enemy, Yomen,” Elend said, eyes still closed. “They were only trying to help.”

Jesus Christ

“The Trust, we call it,” Haddek said with a soft voice. “Given for our safekeeping by the Father.” Atium. Thousands upon thousands of beads of it. Sazed gasped. “The Lord Ruler’s atium stockpile … It was here all along.”

Oh ???

IT BEGAN RAINING JUST BEFORE Vin reached Luthadel.

God poor Tensoon he’s never gonna find her

Reen said that he came home one day and found my mother covered in blood, Vin had said. She’d killed my baby sister. Me, however, she hadn’t touched—except to give me an earring … Don’t trust anyone pierced by metal. Spook’s letter. Even the smallest bit can taint a man. The smallest bit. As he peered closer, the earring—though twisted and chipped—looked almost like a tiny spike.

Oh WHAT

There is at least one other case of a person who could pierce copperclouds. In her case, however, the situation was slightly different. She was a Mistborn from birth, and her sister was the Seeker. The death of that sister—and subsequent inheritance of power via the Hemalurgic spike used to kill that sister— left her twice as strong at burning bronze as a typical Mistborn. And that let her see through the copperclouds of lesser Allomancers.

Who is writing this Sazed?

She shook, then coughed, cringing. She gritted her teeth, reaching toward him. Her fingers touched the spike. And then Vin vanished. She left behind the misty outline of a young woman. That dissipated and was soon gone too, leaving Marsh alone in the wreckage of a palace, head blazing with pain, body covered in sickly, sodden ash.

excuse me

Vin was still out there somewhere.

:(

“The mists are the body of Preservation?” The others nodded. “And … it has disappeared?” More nods. “Does this not mean that Preservation has returned?”

Oh. So I was right

Vin, Ruin said. His voice was not that of Reen, but instead something more … guttural. It was a vibration that washed across her, like an Allomantic pulse. Welcome, Ruin said, to godhood.

TenSoon released Sazed with one hand, but kept choking him with the other. Then, with his free hand, the kandra reached toward his own shoulder. Sazed blacked out.

OH COME ON

He looked up, toward the sun. And he saw—just briefly—an enormous figure in the air right above him. A shifting, brilliant personage of pure white. Her hands held to his shoulders with her head thrown back, white hair streaming, mist flaring behind her like wings that stretched across the sky. Vin, he thought with a smile.

It’s up to you now, Vin, he thought, still feeling the peace of her touch upon his soul. I’ve done what I can. He smiled at Marsh again, defiantly, as the Inquisitor raised his axe. The axe took off Elend’s head.

dude

Elend was dead. She knew that, and knew that there was nothing she could do.

And you just made one huge final mistake. You shouldn’t have killed Elend. You see, he was the only reason I had left to live.

The Hero would be rejected of his people, Sazed thought. Yet he would save them. Not a warrior, though he would fight. Not born a king, but would become one anyway.

“I can’t do this,” he said through cracked lips, reaching to the sky. “I don’t know how. I cannot make the world as it was—I never saw it. If I take this power, I will do as the Lord Ruler did, and will only make things worse for my trying. I am simply a man.”

For now, I wish to make a simple acknowledgment of the woman who held the power right before me. Of all of us who touched it, I feel she was the most worthy.

“And … the sky,” Breeze said, shading his eyes. “Blue. Not a hint of ash or smoke. Very odd. Very odd indeed. I’ll bet Vin had something to do with this mess. That girl never could do things the proper way.”

Flowers, he thought, recognizing them from the picture Vin had carried. Kelsier’s dream finally came true. At the center of the flowers, he found two people. Vin lay wearing her customary mistcloak, shirt, and trousers. Elend was in a brilliant white uniform, complete with cape. They were holding hands as they lay amid the flowers. And they were both dead.

Spook focused on something else almost hidden in the grass. He picked it up—a large leather tome. He opened it, reading the first page. I am, unfortunately, the Hero of Ages, read the delicate, careful letters.

They deserve a rest, I think.

Okay 😭😭😭😭😭