After reading a pathetically small number of books in 2018, I decided 2019 would be much better, and although I didn’t set myself an exact number of books to read, I told myself that once I went to bed I wouldn’t play games on my phone, and instead I would do some reading. My one stipulation was that I would first finish reading the book I started last summer, Mistborn: The Final Empire, the first in the Mistborn series written by Brandon Sanderson.
On the positive side, a mere few days of the new year was all I needed to finish the book. The downside is that since reaching the end, I’ve really struggled to do any more reading, but I have a valid reason why, which I’ll get to!
When I was younger, the Fantasy genre was always my go-to choice for reading. I immersed myself into anything I could get my hands on at the library and when I was older and trying to get back into reading, I fell in love with The Kingkiller Chronicles by Patrick Rothfuss. From reading his blog he always had high praise for Brandon Sanderson, and I’ve seen the Mistborn series mentioned more than once in other blogs I read, so it quickly became my next target.
The Final Empire centers around a young street girl named Vin, who learns after joining a thieving crew that she is in fact Mistborn. In this world, certain individuals have the ability to ‘burn’ metal that they’ve ingested, a magic known as Allomancy. Most Allomancers can only burn one metal for its power, but a very small handful of Allomancers are Mistborn, giving them the power to burn them all.
Vin learns to use her Allomancy through Kelsier, the leader of the thieving crew and a legend amongst the poor (Skaa) as The Survivor of Hathsin. The job that Kelsier has taken on is impossible – he plans to raise an army of Skaa to take down the Lord Ruler and overthrow the entire kingdom.
I fell for the charm of Kelsier and his crew instantly. The main characters are so well written, and the book takes constant twists and turns that had me putting the book down for a few minutes to digest what had just happened. It’s not a short book by any means, but once I reached the halfway point I found it difficult to put it down.
So, why am I finding myself struggling to read anything else after finishing The Final Empire? Veiled spoilers ahead…
Naturally, after finishing it I wanted to start straight away with book 2, The Well of Ascension. In fact I did start reading it. But my favourite character is dead, and not only did I not see it coming, I just can’t come to terms with it. It’s silly, really. It’s a fictional character. But they were the heart of the book, and I don’t know if the next can be anywhere near as good without them.
If you’ve read the book you’ll certainly know who I’m on about. Help me – should I stick with it? I haven’t been this upset over a character death since Sirius Black in the Harry Potter series!