one year of sylar β - day 80
When I was a kidβ¦ I used to wish some stranger would come and tell me my family wasnβt really my family. Oh, they werenβt bad people, they were justβ¦ insignificant. And I wanted to be different. Special. I wanted to change. A new name, a new life. The watchmakerβs sonβ¦ became a watchmaker. It is soβ¦ futile. And I wanted to beβ¦ important.











