Physically I'm here but mentally I'm Amalthus

Who are you?

.I am Minoth

And who informs your motivations, the reasons you take the actions you do in this world?

.Well, like it or not, you, Amalthus

Resemblances, the family kind, show up on your face before they show up on your heart. Capital P, physically - sure don't look anything like the blue bastard, right?

Yet there is something evil lurking. Something hanging, hinging, swinging malevolently between unfamiliar and digusting.

The abuser's power is such that they control you even when you are acting in a way that, you hope, runs exactly counter to their truest ambitions.

No matter what you do, he will always win. He will always have his prize.

Who are you?

.My name is...Fan la Norne

And who informs your loyalties, the reasons you take the actions you do in this world?

.It's you, Amalthus

She has no purpose but to be his puppet, no other loyalty than that absolute to the soul who, that, awoke her.

If you wanted to be cruel, you could say that she never had another.

Some use she is now, in accordance with that original prodestination.

She is an enemy, a slave, a tool.

It's not what her creator would have wanted for her. If, that is, that unwitting architect knew what house was to be built at all.

They cause limitless problems for others, logistical and emotional alike, and yet they are regardless. Mine is the path of the righteous, they say. What I do is what should be done, what must be done. But who told you that? I must be irredeemable if they have not also told me.

Who are you?

.Tch. Doesn't matter

And who informed your purpose, the reason you took the actions you did in this world?

.It was you, Amalthus