Omega

The Forgotten Sinner

• Basic Info

  • Name: Omega
  • Gender: Male
  • Played by: Owen_Wolf

• Character Sheet

  Strength	10	Dexterity	10	Mysticism	10
  Resistance (magic, weapons, et	7

• Playstyles Chart

  Always	Sometimes	Maybe	Never
  Always Highly agile and strong.	Sometimes Reckless.		Never Smart.

• Journal

• Text

  Omega, ∅-MEGA. History weighs him down, but what exactly is he? Where did he come from? When, did he come from?
  
  He is of primal origin, an age long before any other creature walked the Earth, of a breed of creatures called The First. Enormous people, that later inspired the looks of Mankind. They walked naked and hunted alone, surviving on leaves, berries, and sap.
  
  They were lead by a chieftain, who was called the Primal. Omega happened to be that Primal. Hunched and secluded, however, he rarely lead his kin or gave orders. This world wasn't fit for them, no matter how beautiful it was.
  
  And so he found iron. It took shape in the form of the First Blade, which became a magical artifact later known as the Forsaken Sword. A terrible blade, with bloody history.
  
  And that history begins with Omega seeking destruction. He created the first weapon, and the first magic of the world. He created a vile antithesis to God, a power drenched in evil and bloodlust. It was named Eclipse, for it consumed the light.
  
  Wielding this power, Omega attempted to annihilate the world God had created no long before, in the middle of a forest where trees were unfathomably wide and tall. This is where God and his son fought, razing the forest, tearing away life from the planet with every exchanged blow.
  
  The battle ended, when Omega brought his evil sword into his own gut, submitting to God. This, was the First Sin, the throes of desire driving him to kill his kin, and end God's precious Earth.
  
  God burned all that remained of his story, but he would live, to repent for eternity. Locked away, deep in the Earth, is a giant, clad in little but humiliating rags and chains. Chains that do not allow him to move. Chains that bind his torso tightly
  
  But upon his face is his true punishment. A mask of black iron, from which spills a beard eons old. Hooks and spikes like needles line the inside, torturing, blinding, and deforming the prisoner. Dried blood like tears marks the cold, blank face of the mask.
  
  But upon the mask, is a large O, with a narrow slash through it. Ø, a symbol of his name. So he couldn't forget, as madness consumes his withering mind.