one year of sylar โ - day 80
When I was a kidโฆ I used to wish some stranger would come and tell me my family wasnโt really my family. Oh, they werenโt bad people, they were justโฆ insignificant. And I wanted to be different. Special. I wanted to change. A new name, a new life. The watchmakerโs sonโฆ became a watchmaker. It is soโฆ futile. And I wanted to beโฆ important.













