That makes sense enough. I wonder if you could sustain it long enough to cut the false tree down and build another table. Would it then be able to change back. Would you be able to tell if you managed an identical table...
Hm, my father is from Britain as well, but hardly so important as all that. I have never been except to assassinate-. He must have some fascinating stories to share. I do not think it is so strict of a parent to wish best for their children, and I'm sure you turn out well enough. Even though your fate is already known to those who know you as... a long-gone ancestor, that really does not determine what diverged path you are on now. Guess it's odd if you think about it too much. That you cannot be the same version of yourself. Or maybe it will be like the tree-table. Revert back whenever the spell runs out.
There's a friendly sort & co that I put up with time to time. Or rather they put up with me, because they're afraid of what I may do if they don't. But I spend most of my time alone. Tried some social event and realized I'm not really suited for that. May stop by if your abandoned machines still need claiming.