Forgotten Warrior
THE FINAL OMEN
Age: Unknown (Approximate equivalent of 40s in biological prime)
Species: Mirialan (heavily mutated)
Gender: Unknown (often referred to as "he")
Height: 2.4 meters
Weight: 162 kilograms
Force Sensitive: Yes—Warped by the King's influence; presence in the Force is suffocating, fragmented, and alien
PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION
The Final Omen is a towering, skeletal figure draped in tattered ceremonial robes soaked in hues of dried crimson and pitch. His skin is marked by deep, glowing fissures that pulse with an internal red light—cracks not of injury, but transformation. These scars bleed whispers, and those who stand too close swear they hear voices echoing from them.
His face is obscured by a warped mask of obsidian and bone, fused directly to his skull. The mask weeps blood-ink from the eye slits, though no eyes lie behind. In place of hands are elongated claws, both skeletal and cybernetic, wrapped in rusted bindings etched with forgotten glyphs.
He does not walk so much as glide, with the battlefield distorting subtly around him—grains of sand drifting against gravity, stone vibrating with his steps. When he fights, his limbs twist at unnatural angles, and his strikes are both impossibly fast and eerily graceful.
INVENTORY
- The Unmaker: A massive two-handed blade, forged from alloyed fragments of ancient dark side weapons and starship hulls found in the Red Tomb. It pulses with dormant screams and distorts the Force around it.
- Cloak of the Sealed: His tattered crimson-and-black robes, crafted from the burial wrappings of the first Sealed. Offers no conventional protection, but is steeped in dark-side energy, shielding his presence and numbing the senses of those nearby.
- Seal Fragment (Embedded in Chest): A shard of one of the Nine Seals, embedded in his chest. It feeds his connection to the King and anchors his presence in the material world.
- Ashlock Gauntlet: On his left arm, a bracer of layered iron-obsidian, allowing him to grip and redirect Force attacks with volatile results.
PERSONALITY AND BELIEFS
The Final Omen does not speak often—and when he does, it is in fractured verses, half-memories, or proclamations. He is the harbinger, the echo of the King's awakening, and he exists not to lead, but to witness and annihilate.
He holds no allegiance to Sith, Jedi, or mortal cause. In his gaze, all are already dead—they simply have not yet accepted it. He fights only when compelled by the unraveling of seals or the presence of false prophets who claim dominion over death.
He believes the Force is not a current to be directed, but a flood to be released. Order is a lie. Power is a fever dream. The only truth is the King in Red, and he is its herald.
STRENGTHS
- Anointed Destroyer: In melee combat, The Final Omen is nearly unmatched. His style is unpredictable, fluid, and devastating—combining raw strength with the unnerving speed and flexibility of a creature no longer bound to normal anatomy.
- Reality Fracture Aura: His mere presence destabilizes the battlefield. Droids glitch. Comms distort. The Force ripples unnaturally. Weak minds suffer vertigo, hallucinations, or panic simply by proximity.
- Force Anomaly: His Force powers are corrupted—defensive abilities become offensive, healing becomes decay, light becomes hunger. Traditional Force techniques warp under his will.
WEAKNESSES
- Fragmented Mind: His memories are shattered, his sense of self unstable. He may lose focus mid-combat, drawn into psychic echoes or overwhelmed by ancient memories bleeding through.
- Seal Dependency: His power is tethered to the broken seals. In their absence, he is incomplete—his strength wanes, his body degenerates, and his presence dims. Destroying the shard in his chest would disrupt him violently.
- Lack of Diplomacy or Subtlety: He does not negotiate. He does not build alliances. His presence is too aberrant, too alien, to serve in delicate operations or infiltration.
- Echoed Voice: His voice is not his own—it carries the resonance of the sealed and the King. This makes him traceable by experienced Force users or ritualists, even when attempting to hide.
HISTORY
There is no name for who he was before. He does not remember it, not fully.
Once, he was a Sith Lord of some renown—one who walked the Outer Rim, studying the periphery of known space, drawn by whispers that promised an answer to the futility of Sith ambition. He found it. Or rather, it found him.
The King in Red did not offer him power. He offered him revelation.
He joined the Sealed, descending into the Red Tomb willingly, entombed not to die but to wait. Time unraveled him. His body broke and remade itself. His name was lost in the howling echoes of eternity. Now, he is the Final Omen.
With the sixth seal broken, he rises from the dust.
He does not seek vengeance. He does not seek power.
He seeks the shattering.
He seeks the end.
He is the Final Omen.