Book Review: Mistborn Era 1 Trilogy by Brandon Sanderson | My First Fantasy Review

 My Entry into Published Fantasy


Book cover of The Final Empire by Brandon Sanderson


Mistborn is the first published fantasy novel I've ever read. Before this, I only read webnovels—fast-paced stories that kept me hooked after discovering manhwa and manhua adaptations.

So when I picked up The Final Empire last year, I struggled at first. It felt slow, and I took a lot of breaks before I finally got into it. But once I did, I was hooked.


Reading the Trilogy

The Final Empire: A bit sluggish and heavy for me at the start, but worth it once the story picked up, though it wasn't until earlier this year that I was able to find the drive and time to read.

The Well of Ascension: I couldn't get straight into it after reading The Final Empire. It wasn't until August that I regained my reading drive, and it took me 12 days to finish. I guess I was still adjusting to the heaviness of published novels. I was exhilarated— "Alendi must not reach the Well of Ascension..." gave me goosebumps as the plot unfolded.

The Hero of Ages: I devoured this one in just over a day and a half—all 82 chapters plus prologue and epilogue. Intense and exhilarating.


Characters That Stayed With Me

The most impactful character for me is Sazed—his reflections on religion and his journey in The Hero of Ages were unforgettable.

My Top 5 characters:

1. Sazed
2. Vin
3. Elend
4. Kelsier
5. Spook

Honourable Mentions: Lord Ruler, OreSeur, and Breeze.


Final Thoughts

Overall, I really enjoyed the Mistborn trilogy. I'd rate it 4/5.


If you like fantasy with cool magic systems, intriguing worldbuilding, subtle foreshadowing and some jaw-dropping plot twist, this series is absolutely worth picking up.

What's Next

Up next on my reading list is Sordaneon, Book One of The Triempery Revelations by L. L. Stephens I’m excited to see how it compares to my Mistborn experience. Review coming soon!

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