DISCLAIMER: I do not own Baccano! or any of its characters. I do not own the cover image.
1711, aboard the Advenna Avis. I was ten, so of course immortality seemed like a good idea. An amazing idea, even. Living forever, with no fear of dying.
But that was 300 years ago.
Nowadays, I walk the streets feeling as if, even in such a long period of time, I have not changed. I'm still a child. I haven't grown up at all. I feel as if I've made no progress, and never will. Those memories of my horrific torture still linger in my mind ,clear as if they happened just yesterday.
Maybe this wasn't such a good idea.