“You are not as you were meant to be.”
Where the Covenant speaks of endings, the Path Omega speaks of becoming.
It is a faith born not from silence, but from revelation made flesh—the return of a figure many believe to be the reborn Zephon, now known as Draconen. To his followers, he is not merely a leader, nor even a prophet, but proof that existence is not fixed. That mortality is a stage, not a destination—and that the boundaries defining it were never absolute to begin with.
They do not worship a distant god.
They follow a living transformation.
One that does not merely change the body—but erodes the rules that once defined it.
The Path Omega does not spread through conquest or decree. It spreads through conversion.
Across the galaxy, within every faction, its influence grows quietly:
In the Empire of Sol, it takes root among those who believe the Emperor has returned in a higher form.
Within the Citadel, it manifests as a new philosophy of unity through evolution.
Among the Bloodpact, it is seen as the ultimate escape from all systems of control.
Even within the Eldritch Cult, whispers spread that Draconen is the true guide to Dwethia.
Among the Blacksun Traders, it promises new forms, new strength, new worlds to conquer.
The Champions of the Void have found the Messiah that will lead the Exodus into Silence, granting the Dark the quiet they crave.
It moves through informal circles—lodges, warbands, whispered gatherings—led by preachers, chaplains, and converts who speak not of doctrine, but of potential.
There is no single church.
Only a growing certainty:
That something greater is possible—and already walking among them.
Unlike the fractured teachings of the Elders, the Path Omega does possess a central text:
The Alpha and Omega
This sacred book tells the story of Draconen’s journey—his life as Zephon, his passage into Dwethia, and his return as something transformed. Written in dense, symbolic prose, it is a work of layered meanings, contradictions, and parables.
Within its pages, Draconen is described as:
A devourer of worlds
A challenger of Celestial Giants
A being who has stepped beyond the limits of reality itself
Whether these accounts are truth, metaphor, or fabrication is never addressed.
To question the text is not forbidden.
But it is… discouraged.
For the purpose of the Alpha and Omega is not clarity.
It is conversion.
To truly walk the Path Omega is to undergo Ascension.
At the center of this transformation lies a ritual both sacred and feared:
The drinking of the blood of Drake Omega.
This is no symbolic act. It is a biological ordeal—an ingestion of something not meant for mortal bodies. Those who partake are subjected to violent, uncontrollable change.
Most do not survive.
Their bodies reject the transformation, collapsing under the strain. Within the faith, this is not seen as failure, but as revelation:
They were not chosen.
They were not ready.
They lacked belief.
Those who endure are forever changed.
Not all of that change can be observed. Not all of it remains consistent. Witnesses often report conflicting accounts of the same transformation—differences in size, shape, even sequence—none of which can be reconciled after the fact.
Among the Draconics, there exist those considered truly blessed.
These individuals possess the ability to undergo a second transformation—not mystical, but biological. Their bodies rupture and expand, cartilage cracking, sinew tearing and reforming, as they shift into full draconic forms.
Wings unfold in violent bursts. Scales push through skin. Mass redistributes, never appearing from nowhere—only revealing what was always contained within.
And yet, observers often swear that for a moment—just a moment—something did.
It is a grotesque and awe-inspiring process.
The survivors of the Rite are known as The Chosen.
They retain the form of their original species—but altered, elevated, incomplete in a way that suggests something still unfolding:
Skin thickens into scaled patterns
Horns emerge from bone
Wings form, folded tightly against a body now grown larger to contain them
Tails and other draconic features develop, not as magic—but as flesh reshaped
The transformation is not clean.
It is not painless.
In their earliest stages, the Chosen remain bound by instinct and belief. They fight as soldiers, think as mortals, and die as anything else might.
But there are moments—rare, unpredictable—where something slips.
A blow that should have landed does not.
A wound that should be fatal is not.
A presence that should occupy space… does not fully agree to it.
These moments never last.
But they are remembered.
To its followers, the Path Omega is a promise:
Of transcendence
Of purpose
Of escape from a dying universe
But in truth, it is something else.
A system of recruitment.
A process of transformation.
An army in the making.
Draconen does not rule from a throne. He does not command from a single world. He moves constantly, never remaining long enough to be bound to one faction, one ideology, or one interpretation of his will.
This is by design.
For what they struggle to become, he has already resolved. Where they fight against the limits of their own perception, he no longer recognizes those limits as real.
The Path Omega is not meant to unify the galaxy under one banner.
It is meant to harvest it—refining countless failures into the conditions required for something that does not fail.
To walk the Path Omega is to believe a simple truth:
You are unfinished.
And that somewhere beyond the limits of your current form—beyond flesh, beyond fear, beyond the dying boundaries of this universe—something greater is waiting to emerge.
For those who survive long enough, a question eventually follows:
If this is what I am becoming… why does it still feel like I am holding something back?
Whether that emergence leads to salvation…
Or to something far worse…
Is a question few who walk the path ever dare to ask.
Chosen are the end state of the Path Omega—those who survive the Rite and are reshaped in the image of Draconen, the Dark Messiah. What emerges is not merely stronger, but fundamentally altered: a being caught between flesh and something that no longer fully agrees with reality.
They serve openly within the ranks of countless factions as elite warriors and living weapons, yet all remain bound—knowingly or not—to the greater design of Draconen. Each is a fragment of a transformation not yet complete, a glimpse of what might emerge when power is no longer restrained by understanding.
Chosen replace their racial profile with Draconic and are Modeled on 40mm Bases in Base Form and 70mm Round for Dragon Form
Wargear options: Chosen are equipped with a hand weapon and may add the following options:
Armor (1 pt) or Heavy Armor (2 pts)
Off Hand Weapon, Buckler, or Two Handed Weapon (1 Pt) or Shield or Tower Shield (2 Pts)
Throwing weapon (4 pts)
Bow or Longbow (7pts), Composite Bow or Crossbow (6 pts)
Bubble Shield (5 pts, may be taken multiple times )
Camo Cloak (5 pts) or Invisibility Cloak (10 pts)
Talisman (25 pts)
Spell Book (20 pts)
Draconic Ascension: The most devout followers of the Path Omega have left their old race behind and ascended to a new Species altogether. This Unit already has the following Racial Profile applied:
Special Rules
Dragon Breath: 6", Strength 4, No Penalty, [Light] [Quick Shot] This attack can be used once for every enemy model within range.
Dragon Form: during the movement phase, this model may be replaced with a 70mm based dragon version of itself. This new form reduces the strength by 2 and raised the aggression by 2, his range becomes 2.
Dragon Wings: In Dragon Form a Chosen may ignore terrain when moving but must end their movement in a place their model's base can fit.
A Chosen entering its dragon form. He unpacks his dense strength to gain greater range and aggression.
Most chosen are transported inside cruiser or dreadnought class ships, but some of the chosen are able to summon a child of Drake Omega to ride upon through space.
Drakes are cosmic predators unleashed, closing the distance between ships with terrifying speed before tearing them apart with claw, fang, and warp-fire. Against them, armor is meaningless—only survival matters.
Wargear options: Drakes are equipped with Dragon Breath and Rending Claws.
Special Rules
Dragon Breath: 6", Strength 4, No Penalty, [Light] [Quick Shot] This attack can be used once for every enemy model within range.
Rending Claws: This model deals two wounds for every successful boarding action hit.
Key Words: [Temple] [Commander][Harvest 20]
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Chosen are the end state of the Path Omega—those who survive the Rite and are reshaped in the image of Draconen, the Dark Messiah. What emerges is not merely stronger, but fundamentally altered: a being caught between flesh and something that no longer fully agrees with reality.
They serve openly within the ranks of countless factions as elite warriors and living weapons, yet all remain bound—knowingly or not—to the greater design of Draconen. Each is a fragment of a transformation not yet complete, a glimpse of what might emerge when power is no longer restrained by understanding.
Key Words: [Elite]
Special Rules
Dragon Breath: 1", Strength 4, No Penalty, [Quick Shot] , This attack deals 2 wounds.
Dragon Wings: The Chosen may ignore terrain when moving but must end their movement in a place their model's base can fit.