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Sylar_Gray
Legacy Name: Sylar_Gray
The
Common TigreanOwner:
ArtacunoAge: 14 years, 6 months, 2 weeks
Born: October 21st, 2009
Adopted: 14 years, 6 months, 2 weeks ago (Legacy)
Adopted: October 21st, 2009 (Legacy)
Statistics
- Level: 12
- Strength: 10
- Defense: 10
- Speed: 10
- Health: 14
- HP: 14/14
- Intelligence: 0
- Books Read: 0
- Food Eaten: 0
- Job: Unemployed
My name... My name is Gabriel Gray.
I'm a Watchmaker.
And I have quiet a few questions. Some that everyone will ask themselves in their lifetime, so I'm sure you've heard it before. What purpose do I serve being here? What's the meaning to life?
I don't understand and yet somehow it makes perfect sense. I live to take things apart to understand them. Fix them and then eventually put them back in their proper place. Now when something disturbs this... flow of things, of life, what am I supposed to do then? I try my best to fix it and it's never good enough.
So I try to better understand, and it only causes more pain to those I care about. Or did I really care about them at all? So many pieces working together... I dread that they will all break. And who will help me fix them? I have to be powerful enough to keep it together. Supposedly I was loved by family, but when most of your family falls apart, who's left?
I loved my mother dearly, but she always had to drive me to my limits. Try to make me into something I wasn't! And what followed that night... I'm scared to talk about.
--He looks up, a sudden change in his eyes. A look that turns dark--
I took care of that problem. We had just gotten into a fight, I don't know what changed that night but something had already transpired. I'm here to fix things and this was going to be fixed tonight. I grabbed a pair of scissors. My hands moved without me really thinking about what I was doing and I got rid of my own mother... There might've been a flicker of regret. Perhaps of sadness for what happened. But something else took place that I remember all too well.
In this moment, in this dreaded split second I knew without a doubt for the first time in my life...
I am Sylar.
I'm a Watchmaker.
And I have quiet a few questions. Some that everyone will ask themselves in their lifetime, so I'm sure you've heard it before. What purpose do I serve being here? What's the meaning to life?
I don't understand and yet somehow it makes perfect sense. I live to take things apart to understand them. Fix them and then eventually put them back in their proper place. Now when something disturbs this... flow of things, of life, what am I supposed to do then? I try my best to fix it and it's never good enough.
So I try to better understand, and it only causes more pain to those I care about. Or did I really care about them at all? So many pieces working together... I dread that they will all break. And who will help me fix them? I have to be powerful enough to keep it together. Supposedly I was loved by family, but when most of your family falls apart, who's left?
I loved my mother dearly, but she always had to drive me to my limits. Try to make me into something I wasn't! And what followed that night... I'm scared to talk about.
--He looks up, a sudden change in his eyes. A look that turns dark--
I took care of that problem. We had just gotten into a fight, I don't know what changed that night but something had already transpired. I'm here to fix things and this was going to be fixed tonight. I grabbed a pair of scissors. My hands moved without me really thinking about what I was doing and I got rid of my own mother... There might've been a flicker of regret. Perhaps of sadness for what happened. But something else took place that I remember all too well.
In this moment, in this dreaded split second I knew without a doubt for the first time in my life...
I am Sylar.
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