Since time untold, the Ghoul Realm had existed as a unified kingdom of demons before known kingdoms had come to be. With being a kingdom, it had faced a series of tragedies and hardships of which war was not absent. For each battle waged, it required not only kings and soldiers, but that of a demon to lead their efforts with the peerless power own burning soul.
They were an essential part in victory over every major conflict, particularly the Destroyers that posed the largest threats to the Ghoul Realm and its inhabitants by sealing the power of even its greatest rulers with the Black Light. Unaffected alone, the demon would defeat Lord Breager and his army with a might breath that destroyed both they and the light in a single breath.
Even when the Human and Demon Realms would turn against him when the realm was lit aflame in the War for The Crests, he would fight to prove that he was the strongest against the Arch Demon Phalanx and showdown with the Dark Demon, yet the crests remained lost ever since, unused for ruling all realms with their power over Heaven, Hell and Earth.
That Demon was known as The Red Blaze, and their name was Firebrand, the Red Arremer from Etruria.
Ever since casting away his possibility of an easy rule with the Demon Coat of Arms, he had lived a life of constant battle. Whether for his realm and future threats that would come to them, or out of his own seeking of strength, perhaps even a worthy challenge. He had been lead through a number of bouts between warriors of other worlds, and protecting his own from others. He's even found himself doing the unexpected, assisting other realms that weren't his own from unspeakable evil. He made allies of all kinds, and some were even human.
The Red Blaze goes wherever he pleases, or wherever he deemed necessary. Now, who knows where he was, or where his wings would take him?