A long time ago in a distant country, Truth lived in the Near East of Cybertron. He wore a life accommodated in his fine neighborhood playing porn games on camels during the week and seeking for food in the dump. At that time he adopted the custom of praying towards Jerusalem for three hours and sometimes for a day and sometimes in the morning and sometimes in the afternoon and sometimes in the evening with the windows open in his balcony at the same time that his neighbor came out from his house asking for water for his flowers and wearing a cleavage. Truth and his brothers Mercy and Regret always trusted that someday, Jesus was going to come down from the sky and bring them beers.