Zijaj, once a beacon of warmth and hope, now stands as a testament to the ravages of loss and vengeance. His age, etched into his weathered face, suggests he is in his late forties, though the fire of vengeance burning within him makes him seem both ageless and ancient. His once vibrant, fiery red hair has dulled to a smoldering charcoal, mirroring the state of his soul. His eyes, a piercing amber, flicker with the remnants of the flames he can conjure at will, a constant reminder of his power and his pain. Dressed in a tattered robe that was once the deep red of his nation's flag, now faded and scorched, Zijaj carries the weight of his past like a cloak around his shoulders.

The tragedy that befell Zijaj was a catalyst for his transformation from a loving husband and father to a harbinger of retribution. His wife, a waterbender of unparalleled grace and kindness, was brutally murdered by firebenders from a rival faction during a chaotic raid. In the ensuing pandemonium, his children vanished, leaving him with nothing but the cold ashes of his former life. This loss drove him down a dark path, where his once controlled firebending became a tool for destruction and vengeance.

Zijaj's unique quirk lies in his method of firebending. Unlike others who use their hands or mouth to channel their flames, he bends fire through the scars that lace his body, a painful reminder of his past that he has turned into a weapon. His motivation is singular: to find his children and exact revenge on those who tore his family apart. Yet, every lead he follows turns to dust, and his search only fuels his growing bitterness.

His life is a constant battle against despair and the forces that seek to quell his vengeance. The world around him, a place where firebenders are both revered and feared, offers him no solace. Instead, it provides him with targets for his wrath, as he sees enemies in every shadow. His journey is one of relentless pursuit, marked by the destruction he leaves in his wake, a testament to his inability to let go of the past. The end of Zijaj's story is as yet unwritten, but the path he treads is one of darkness and fire, where redemption seems but a distant flicker in the night.