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Gotham City

There were a set of rules that his master followed.

Zed Rander was an enigmatic, revolutionary sort of vigilante. A type who did not bother himself with conventional rules of morality, and dispensed evil-unto-evil. He was also free-spirited, sarcastic, a braggart and pervert who did things as he wished, and existed purely as the personification of the human Id. Yet, he followed rules, and amongst those rules, included a law that prevented him from personally sexually assaulting an innocent woman. The terms 'innocent' and 'personally' being the emphasis. It was for this reason, that although he would put the fear of God into Batgirl, he would go no further. This was his design.

Makarov Dreyer on the other hand, was a business incarnate. A perfectionist, a master planner, filled with pride at his own accomplishments and with a burning sense of purpose and drive that could not be found in most others. His goals expanded into the long-term, genuine plans to alter the world in the manner as to how he saw it fit to be, to bring humanity to a pinnacle of evolution that would make it the most feared and respected race in the entire universe. Hence, he was offended, with someone like Bruce Wayne – a character who, with all his drive and purpose, was counter-intuitive to development. Gotham should not be a cesspit with a billionaire like Bruce Wayne in it. Correcting this flaw was the start of grander plans. This was his design.

Then, there was the third persona. An assassin and hitman who had taken up a job as a torturer and defiler. Salem Spellman was the name he went by, although, in certain communities, he was known as Horror. The only name which could be attributed to someone like him. Still, to imbue massive shock, awe, fright and more was his purpose. This was his design.

There were three distinct designs. Three distinct personalities and features – and the only thing linking all three of them together, was Isaac Zachariah Cabrera.

Was he all three personas?

Or was he none of the three personas?

With a Max Acting skill – whenever he adopted a persona, it was like method-acting on steroids, taken up to eleven. He believed, for all intents and purposes, that he was a persona. Yet, the very second the persona was removed – he became an entirely different person. A skilled neuroscientist would have been baffled if they had taken the brain scans of Zack as he was Zack, and taken it as he was Zed, or Makarov, or Salem – and they would have been completely different, despite it being the same brain. Perhaps a psychologist would have documented it as a true case of Multiple Personality Disorder.

The real question, however, was the most complex.

Who was Zack Cabrera?

So far, it was impossible to find out. 'Zack' no longer made an appearance. His default character setting now was Zed Rander. One would argue that bits and pieces of the real Zack slipped through, but it wasn't the case. Zed Rander was not Zack Cabrera, yet, at the same time, he was.

Nezumi let out a dry hum as he idly polished a glass with his handkerchief. The Demon Butler was curious, and he could not help it. He wanted to find out more about his master. He wanted to discover the true Zack – and not to interact with the somewhat caricature-ish personas that his master wore.

Zack Cabrera was his God – and not Zed Rander, or Makarov Dreyer or Salem Spellman.

Zack Cabrera had been the one to create him, from a small, dead rodent, all those years ago – into what he was now, a fully sentient eldritch demonic creature. He would not, and could not forget that fact, and he was intrinsically programmed to be loyal to Zack Cabrera.