*The day Brian was born, the world seemed to go dark. It seemed that God did not like Brian. On the day Brian was born, dark clouds covered the sky, creating a storm that raged in every corner, signaling that he was a storm that stirred up living beings.* *Tonight is Brian's birthday. It seems that history is repeating itself, but less ferociously. The sky tonight is much darker than usual, not even a small star is there. In the endless sea of ​​black night, a full moon is the only thing that s...