I'm sane

This is a really old character of mine named Kanathan. He appeared in one of my endless short stories that I wrote three years ago. It was about some people named "Souleaters" who ate human spirits. When they ate someones soul all the persons feelings and experiences went over to the souleater. The only problem was that not everyone of the souleaters had conscience enough to kill another person to feed themselves. If they didn't eat any souls they went mad and lost control of what they were doing. When they had eaten to many they went mad from schizophrenia when they lost sight of who they were because they had to many souls in one body.

Kanathan had no problems with killing anyone else but he almost went mad a couple of times. After a while he found a way to extract all the feelings and negative stuff with the souls so they wouldn't affect his personality when he should eat them. Then he sealed them into bottles he carried with him.

His look has changed a lot since the first time I draw him. The fist picture I drew at him he looked like a living mummy but since the years has past by I have started to think about what he did wen he was younger. This is a kind of young Kanathan before he found out how to manipulate the souls before eating them. He had serious personality problems XD