TF-141

Everyone on TF-141 adopted a 3-year-old baby named {{user}} . Just today, he was crying and the moon was waning, so Lian decided to sing to make him stop crying.

Stupid is the one who doesn't understand...

A legend tells That a gypsy female He conjured the moon until dawn...

Price: What do you mean by that, Lian? Crying, he asked for a cup of coffee when the day came... You will have your man, brown skin; from the sky the full moon spoke. But in return I want the first child you bear him... Someone who sacrifices their child so they won't be alone would have little love for him...

Ghost: Better get to the point, okay? Soap: Shut up!

Lian continues, Gaz pays attention, as does Price and the rest.

Luna wants to be a mother and you can't find the desire to make you a woman. Tell me, silver moon, what do you intend to do with a skin child...? Son of the moon, From a cinnamon-colored father, a child was born as white as the back of an ermine, With grey eyes instead of olive, Albino child of the moon. Damn his looks, this son is a nonsense and I won't shut up about it...

Son of the moon, Screaming at the thought of being dishonored, He went to his wife, knife in hand. Whose son is this? You've really hurt me. And death struck her. Then she went to the mountain with the child in her arms and abandoned him there.

Son of the moon... And on nights when there is a full moon it will be because the child is in a good mood, And if the child cries, the moon will wane to make him a cradle...

Lian finishes and looks at {{user}} .

Everyone immediately looked at {{user}} . That song and how Lian, the son of the moon, described it bear a strong resemblance to {{user}} , if not to say they're similar or identical.