The Hero of Ages: Book Three of Mistborn

It was actually Kelsier’s request.

However, be assured that I have spoken with our friends, and they are quite happy where they are. They deserve a rest, I think.

I am … around.

but apparently fixing their bodies doesn’t return their souls.

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.

Of all of us who touched it, I feel she was the most worthy.

Hero of Ages. Not a Hero that came once in the ages. But a Hero who would span the ages. A Hero who would preserve humankind throughout all times. Neither Preservation nor Ruin, but both. God.

How had they been split? Perhaps someday he would discover the answer to that question.

The religions in my portfolio weren’t useless after all, he thought, the power flowing from him and remaking the world. None of them were. Not one had the whole truth. But they all had truth.