The Shards of Adonalsium, or Shards are pieces of the power of Creation itself. There are sixteen Shards in the Cosmere. Three of the Shards are located on Roshar; they are Cultivation, Honor (Almighty/Tanavast, deceased), and Odium (Rayse).
Shards are named after a specific action or ideal, called an intent. A mind must control a Shard, except in very specific circumstances. When a person holds a Shard, that person is imbued with its power, but also become the Shard, being warped by its intent. One does not have to be somewhat 'magical' to absorb a Shard's power, but it helps. A Shard's power within someone is termed Investiture. The degree, and its effects, can be very different - but those people are Invested. The term is Innate Investiture, and it is similar to what happens with people on Nalthis. Investiture can not be created or destroyed. It follows its own version of the laws of Thermodynamics.
One of the 'basics' of the magic in all of the worlds of the Cosmere is that the energy of Shards can fuel all kinds of interactions; not just interactions based on each their personality/role. The 'role' of a Shard has to do mostly with the way the magic is obtained, not what it can do. There are slight exceptions to this rule, however, most notably that Awakening requires one to 'Endow' 'Breath' upon something or someone, and that in Hemalurgy (the magic of Ruin) there is always a net loss of energy. Also, all Shards have some sort of Shard-induced weakness, like how Ruin and Preservation can't see metal.
Very little is known about the people who held the original Shards other than their names, and not even all of those are known. The only other real information readers have been given is whether certain Shardholders are dead, that they all came from Yolen, and that some, if not all, of them knew/know Hoid personally.
A few of the Shards of which readers know have been Splintered. Splintering is when a Shard is broken into dozens or hundreds of small pieces, so that no one can take up the Shard's power. Odium has Splintered three shards: Honor, Devotion, and Dominion. Spren, Seons and Skaze are all Splinters. Most of the Shards have already, of their own volition, splintered themselves to either create life or set up their respective magic systems. However, Splintering a Shard is not permanent.
Currently seven of the sixteen Shards of Adonalsium are known (and/or each their Holder/world). Three additional Shards are known as well.
|Honor||Almighty/Tanavast (deceased)||Roshar||The Stormlight Archive|
|Odium||Rayse||Roshar||The Stormlight Archive|
|Cultivation||Unknown||Roshar||The Stormlight Archive|
|Ruin||Ati (not Adonalsium, deceased), Sazed||Scadrial||Mistborn series|
|Preservation||Leras (not Adonalsium, deceased), Sazed||Scadrial||Mistborn series|
Death of a ShardEdit
When a Shard dies, the effects of that Shard depend on just how long the Shardholder held the Shard. After the Shard dies, the Shard is often able to continue acting, a kind of Cognitive shadow. For example, the mists were able to continue doing what Preservation wished in helping out Vin and Snapping people. With the Stormfather, he is that Cognitive shadow, and he's semi-sentient. It's that power, but no one is actually holding it. This is also seen on Threnody.
|“||However, be aware that in the past, when a Shard was killed, the person holding it, it is a slow burn to actually kill someone; because power cannot be destroyed. So, what it means to be killed means something a little different in these cases.||”|
|“||"I’m very curious to see," Khriss said. "I’ve never viewed it in person, and the past deaths were different. They were each a single, stunning event, the god’s power shattered and dispersed. This is more like a strangulation, while those were like a beheading. This should be very instructive."||”|
–Khriss to Kelsier
Letter From the CosmereEdit
Adonalsium. Such a strange word. I remember when I first found it as I studied the Words of Founding. In that moment, I thought little of it. Of all the incredible revelations that came in the wake of the Destruction of "The World of Ash," I was distracted. Now, all these years later, I discovered that it was all connected. If you, dear reader, think for a second that I have been fooled into quiet worship and submission, you are woefully mistaken. If there ever was a God, he is long since dead.
There are merely scraps from which to pull this knowledge. Yet just as scraps of a tapestry can yield a pattern, the grand machine that is the Cosmere is starting to become apparent.
No one seems to know what Adonalsium was, except that it was incredibly powerful. It stood above all, and held the creative and destructive powers of the Universe. I say it because there is no indication if this entity had an intelligence like a sentient man. The Scholar seems to think so, but she thinks a great many things that seem too convoluted, and they cannot all be true. She seems content to sit back and learn, content to watch worlds crumble and die rather than use the knowledge she has. However, I am indebted to her, for each of the two times I have crossed paths with her she seemed pleased to answer my questions.
However, the Scholar was not who first told me of the Shattering, but the Wanderer. I met him just before I was called back to start these letters. I never learned his name but, like me, he seemed to wander from place to place. Something about him was off, and he seemed so focused on striding deeper into Roshar that I almost escaped his notice. Yet, when he did notice me, he seemed adamant that I listen to his story. I mostly had no idea what he was talking about until he brought up the death of Scadrial. He spoke of the powers Preservation and Ruin, and called them by names I had never heard. Then he told me quite frankly about how these powers, these so-called gods, were once men.
Men who had risen up against Adonalsium. They rebelled against It, and shattered it into 16 primal powers. The Wanderer didn't say much more than this, except to tell me that these people slowly were changed by this power. He spoke of Ati, who had once been a good man, who later manifested as Ruin and sought to destroy all life in the Cosmere by breaking it. His parting words were the only words he seemed to take seriously. He told me that history would be repeating itself before long, and that I would have to make a choice. Almost as if his words heralded some great tragedy, I could feel something change.
Odium had come. At the time I didn't know Odium or what he brought with his influence. But for the first time I wondered if watching would be enough.
As you know, I would eventually dedicate my very existence to fighting for the lives left behind on Roshar. The Desolation that Odium began and the destruction caused by his Everstorm left hundreds of thousands cowering in the dark. I left my life of grieving solitude, and took upon myself a mantle of leadership. The Wanderer was also there, I assumed fighting in his own way. And all this time, I was thinking about the 16 who took upon themselves such great power.
Apparently they dispersed, moving through the Cosmere and building up peoples and cultures across the stars. The worlds I have touched have been both crafted and scarred by their fumbling hands, hands of men ascended. They created many great and incredible peoples, and gifted unto them the Investitures that allow men to touch the divine. But at what cost? For it seems they see fit to destroy what they create. That their Shards have twisted them into intelligent agents of each Shard's will and purpose. I do not understand it, but the nature of each Shard eventually bleeds through these ascended men and overcomes their personalities, twisting them into dangerous servants bound by their instincts. And now we suffer the consequences of their lack of restraint.
Who were these people? What right did they have to become gods in the place of that which they had killed? Apparently, this Odium has murdered several of his fellow Shards, dispersing their power so as to continue his rise to domination. All along this path of power and control, millions have died. To these ascended beings, our lives must seem as the ants of the dirt. When I see the destruction that Ruin and Odium have been allowed to cause, I am resolved by one simple truth: these flawed gods should never have been.
Tell our friend that I intend to fight until the lives of men can continue under their own wills. Tell him that this war is far from over, and that I will struggle against Odium and all other Shards who fall. I do not feel that I can do much else than be a knife in the dark. I will gather the precious few I can save and set them up as a banner, to fight back however we can. I am unsure how to fight a god, but that won't stop me from trying.
Be wary of this Wanderer, a man who is far more removed from time than I am. He moves with a purpose that I cannot comprehend. I am grateful to him and see him as a mentor of sorts. Yet I cannot help but be cautious of his intent. Even now I wonder if he hinted to me of the Shattering simply to recruit me to his side. Because of my choice I am actively being pursued by the members of the 17th Shard. I do not know what will happen if they catch me, but I have not yet let them get too close.
However, as I cast my thoughts back to the Shattering, back where this all began, there is one thought that chills me to my very core. These 16 usurpers struck down a god. Something with, for all intents and purposes, unlimited power. Yet these men shattered Adonalsium. What could mere men wield that could kill a god? And worse, where is this weapon that can lay waste to the powers of Creation? This weapon could be more threatening than even Odium, for he is only a part of what the weapon destroyed. Odium is the most prevalent of threats, but I fear more for the resurgence of this fiendish secret. For if the weapon can destroy a god, what unspeakable things could it do to the peoples of the Cosmere?
This fight, what it represents ... it has taken a toll on me. Perhaps I can learn to trust, to believe that such power can be wielded for the good. Preservation did try to lock Ruin away, and even restored hope to a failing emperor. And Honor left some of his will behind, granting visions and Nahel bonds to his people. I am uncertain if what they offered us will be enough to stop the destructive Shards, but perhaps what they did will give us a chance. Regardless, I have a work to do, for I am determined to keep my people alive if at all possible.
- Paraphrased from transcript.
It is supposed that Preservation or Ruin, or together as Harmony, made the gods of Scadrial.
Q. Just after the Shattering (but before they started [creating] humans or something), did all Shards have roughly the same amount of raw power?
A. Yes. Good question.
Q. Is it necessary to touch a Shard - not necessarily to become its Holder, but to at least touch it briefly - to Splinter it?
Q. Can a Shard tell the difference between itself and its current holder?
A. Tricky question. Depends on the circumstances. The power as a whole, no. Pieces of it, yes.
Q. Did Cultivation come to Roshar with Honor, or was she already on Roshar when Honor arrived?
A. Good question. They came together.
- ↑ Shardic intent
- ↑ Magical ability & Shards
- ↑ Investiture
- ↑ Intent
- ↑ Shardic weakness
- ↑ Shardholders
- ↑ Aona, Skai & Skaze
- ↑ Skaze
- ↑ Spren are part of Honor
- ↑ Spren and Seons
- ↑ Splintering a Shard
- ↑ Rayse
- ↑ Ati
- ↑ Leras
- ↑ Aona
- ↑ Skai
- ↑ Bavadin
- ↑ White Sand
- ↑ Survival
- ↑ Unplanetary Shard
- ↑ Power cannot be destroyed.
- ↑ Secret History
- ↑ Shardic power
- ↑ Touch a Shard?
- ↑ Shard vs. holder ...
- ↑ Cultivation & Honor