Hazou was once a great soldier. He was a warrior in the ancient Japanese tales. It is said that this warrior died dishonorably, by a cheating warrior. His soul never rested and he came back an oni. This oni wandered for many years in the darkest recess of hell. When he heard the cry of a blazing creature. There he mate the flames of darkness itself, the very flames that ignited his need for revenge. This Red Dragon with black scales came to his side and aided him. Allowing him to guide a fiendish army.
In the span of his history, he fought a many battles. A bringer of light and justice to this whom he wanted to protect and care for. He found a sanctuary, a dojo for his skills here at CHA. He fought many battles to protect his people, but the flames that kept Hazou lit also burned many that he loved. This deemed the fall of Hazou.
Who fell into purgatory. His soul sealed away and fragmented into many pieces. Which gave birth to his true soul brother. While Hazou was once light, he lost his light, only now shining much darker. Otha was born, his soul brother, the leftove fragments of his justice, love, and light.
No longer running. No longer hiding behind a mask. But walking away from his darkest brother, knowing he can no longer go back to that time. No he would admit to the sins of Hazou, but bring a new galatic age.
Crimson, rebellious flames, ignite my soul on fire. I am the immortal flames.