Blader

He's Blader. It really was a time to re-draw him. Here's the first, six years old picture. I didn't colour almost anything then. ._.

Blader is a such normal creature, and with normal I mean he has a common mortal life. He's just a mutant. Once he was some kind of animal, but unusual, strong cosmic radiation changed him into that. And he hates it.
When Blader was an animal, he couldn't think that rationally than conscious creatures do. Now he can do that, and even speak. His mouth isn't created for talking, so his speak is more growling, makes him sound a little bloodthirsty. But, though, he's just bored his skills.
It's true Blader can use his blades and therefore common animals are never a threat for him. Blader still would change his new life to the old one. It was so much easier.

Blader, walking front of a local sunrise, in a salt desert. Drought or hot temperatures aren't problems for him. Coldness is...

Colour pencils.