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Brandon Sanderson, fantasys newest master tale spinner, author of the acclaimed debut , dares to turn a genre on its head by asking a simple question: What if the hero of prophecy fails? What kind of world results when the Dark Lord is in charge? The answer will be found in the Mistborn Trilogy, a saga of surprises and magical martial-arts action that begins in . For a thousand years the ash fell and no flowers bloomed. For a thousand years the Skaa slaved in misery and lived in fear. For a thousand years the Lord Ruler, the Sliver of Infinity, reigned with absolute power and ultimate terror, divinely invincible. Then, when hope was so long lost that not even its memory remained, a terribly scarred, heart-broken half-Skaa rediscovered it in the depths of the Lord Rulers most hellish prison. Kelsier snapped and found in himself the powers of a Mistborn. A brilliant thief and natural leader, he turned his talents to the ultimate caper, with the Lord Ruler himself as the mark. Kelsier recruited the underworlds elite, the smartest and most trustworthy allomancers, each of whom shares one of his many powers, and all of whom relish a high-stakes challenge. Only then does he reveal his ultimate dream, not just the greatest heist in history, but the downfall of the divine despot. But even with the best criminal crew ever assembled, Kels plan looks more like the ultimate long shot, until luck brings a ragged girl named Vin into his life. Like him, shes a half-Skaa orphan, but shes lived a much harsher life. Vin has learned to expect betrayal from everyone she meets, and gotten it. She will have to learn to trust, if Kel is to help her master powers of which she never dreamed. Readers of thought theyd discovered someone special in Brandon Sanderson. proves they were right.

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The Final Empire Mistborn book 1 Brandon Sanderson FOR BETH SANDERSON Whos - photo 1

The Final Empire

Mistborn, book 1

Brandon Sanderson

FOR BETH SANDERSON,

Whos been reading fantasy For longer than Ive been alive, And fully deserves To have a grandson as loony as she is.

ACKNOWLEDGMENTS

Once again, I nd myself in need of thanking my wonderful agent, Joshua Bilmes, and equally amazing editor, Moshe Feder. They did a wonderful job with this book, and Im proud to have the opportunity to work with them.

As always, my tireless writing groups have consistently provided feedback and encouragement: Alan Layton, Janette Layton, Kaylynne ZoBell, Nate Hateld, Bryce Cundick, Kimball Larsen, and Emily Scorup. Alpha readers, who saw a version of this book in a much rougher form and helped me shape it into what you see now, included Krista Olson, Benjamin R. Olson, Micah Demoux, Eric Ehlers, Izzy Whiting, Stacy Whitman, Kristina Kugler, Megan Kauffman, Sarah Bylund, C. Lee Player, Ethan Skarstedt, Jillena OBrien, Ryan Jurado, and the incalculable Peter Ahlstrom.

There are also a few people in particular whom I would like to thank. Isaac Stewart, who did the map work for this novel, was an invaluable resource both in the idea department and with visual cues. Heather Kirby had excellent advice to help me with the mysterious inner workings of a young womans mind. The proofreading done by Chersti Stapely and Kayleena Richins was much appreciated.

In addition, Id like to acknowledge some of the very important people who work behind the scenes on the books that you buy. Irene Gallo, the art director at Tor, does a brilliant jobits because of her that both this book and Elantris have the wonderful covers that they do. Also, David Moench, in the Tor publicity department, went far beyond the call of duty in helping make Elantris a success. Both have my thanks.

Finally, as always, I am thankful to my family for their continued support and enthusiasm.

In particular, Id like to thank my brother, Jordan, for his enthusiasm, support, and loyalty. Check out his handiwork at my Web site: www.brandonsanderson.com.

MISTBORN Sometimes I worry that Im not the hero everyone thinks I am The - photo 2MISTBORN Sometimes I worry that Im not the hero everyone thinks I am The - photo 3

MISTBORN

Sometimes, I worry that Im not the hero everyone thinks I am.

The philosophers assure me that this is the time, that the signs have been met. But I still wonder if they have the wrong man. So many people depend on me. They say I will hold the future of the entire world on my arms.

What would they think if they knew that their championthe Hero of Ages, their saviordoubted himself? Perhaps they wouldnt be shocked at all. In a way, this is what worries me most. Maybe, in their hearts, they wonderjust as I do.

When they see me, do they see a liar?

PROLOGUE

ASH FELL FROM THE SKY.

Lord Tresting frowned, glancing up at the ruddy midday sky as his servants scuttled forward, opening a parasol over Tresting and his distinguished guest. Ashfalls werent that uncommon in the Final Empire, but Tresting had hoped to avoid getting soot stains on his ne new suit coat and red vest, which had just arrived via canal boat from Luthadel itself. Fortunately, there wasnt much wind; the parasol would likely be effective.

Tresting stood with his guest on a small hilltop patio that overlooked the elds. Hundreds of people in brown smocks worked in the falling ash, caring for the crops. There was a sluggishness to their effortsbut, of course, that was the way of the skaa. The peasants were an indolent, unproductive lot.

They didnt complain, of course; they knew better than that. Instead, they simply worked with bowed heads, moving about their work with quiet apathy. The passing whip of a taskmaster would force them into dedicated motion for a few moments, but as soon as the taskmaster passed, they would return to their languor.

Tresting turned to the man standing beside him on the hill. One would think, Tresting noted, that a thousand years of working in elds would have bred them to be a little more effective at it.

The obligator turned, raising an eyebrowthe motion done as if to highlight his most distinctive feature, the intricate tattoos that laced the skin around his eyes. The tattoos were enormous, reaching all the way across his brow and up the sides of his nose. This was a full prelana very important obligator indeed. Tresting had his own, personal obligators back at the manor, but they were only minor functionaries, with barely a few marks around their eyes. This man had arrived from Luthadel with the same canal boat that had brought Trestings new suit.

You should see city skaa, Tresting, the obligator said, turning back to watch the skaa workers. These are actually quite diligent compared to those inside Luthadel. You have more... direct control over your skaa here. How many would you say you lose a month?

Oh, a half dozen or so, Tresting said. Some to beatings, some to exhaustion.

Runaways?

Never! Tresting said. When I rst inherited this land from my father, I had a few runawaysbut I executed their families. The rest quickly lost heart. Ive never understood men who have trouble with their skaaI nd the creatures easy to control, if you show a properly rm hand.

The obligator nodded, standing quietly in his gray robes. He seemed pleasedwhich was a good thing. The skaa werent actually Trestings property. Like all skaa, they belonged to the Lord Ruler; Tresting only leased the workers from his God, much in the same way he paid for the services of His obligators.

The obligator looked down, checking his pocket watch, then glanced up at the sun. Despite the ashfall, the sun was bright this day, shining a brilliant crimson red behind the smoky blackness of the upper sky. Tresting removed a handkerchief and wiped his brow, thankful for the parasols shade against the midday heat.

Very well, Tresting, the obligator said. I will carry your proposal to Lord Venture, as requested. He will have a favorable report from me on your operations here.

Tresting held in a sigh of relief. An obligator was required to witness any contract or business deal between noblemen. True, even a lowly obligator like the ones Tresting employed could serve as such a witnessbut it meant so much more to impress Straff Ventures own obligator.

The obligator turned toward him. I will leave back down the canal this afternoon.

So soon? Tresting asked. Wouldnt you care to stay for supper?

No, the obligator replied. Though there is another matter I wish to discuss with you. I came not only at the behest of Lord Venture, but to... look in on some matters for the Canton of Inquisition. Rumors say that you like to dally with your skaa women.

Tresting felt a chill.

The obligator smiled; he likely meant it to be disarming, but Tresting only found it eerie. Dont worry yourself, Tresting, the obligator said. If there had been any real worries about your actions, a Steel Inquisitor would have been sent here in my place.

Tresting nodded slowly. Inquisitor. Hed never seen one of the inhuman creatures, but he had heard...stories.

I have been satised regarding your actions with the skaa women, the obligator said, looking back over the elds. What Ive seen and heard here indicate that you always clean up your messes. A man such as yourselfefcient, productivecould go far in Luthadel. A few more years of work, some inspired mercantile deals, and who knows?

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