Advent of the Three Calamities

[From the Author of Author's POV...] Emotions are like a drug to us. The more we experience them, the more we become addicted. The hardest part is not letting them consume us. But it's already too late for me. I've already been swallowed whole. *** I had no knowledge of the game. I was meant to have died. And yet, I found myself in this situation. A game I had never played before. A character I was unfamiliar with, and... A world that seemed to want to swallow me whole with every move I made. What the hell is going on? ...and who am I? *** Discord : https://discord.gg/PEbN7fc2ww

Entrail_JI · Fantasy
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Preparation for the festival [5]

Aoife had a hard time adjusting to what she was seeing. 


At first, she thought that the gap between them wouldn't be at all that big. That maybe, the rumors about the 'godly actor' were a bit of an exaggeration and it was all done for the publicity of the play.

And yet... 

'How am I supposed to compete with this? And this is just a script reading...'

Her grip on her script tightened. 

She felt a sense of frustration well up deep within her.

Yet again, she... 

"This is..." 

Aoife wasn't the only one that felt that way. Even the more senior actors felt at a loss for words with his performance. This was especially so for Odette and Darius who remained silent the entire time. 

The way they looked at him changed. It went from, 'Can he do it?' to 'Can I keep up?' They could only feel relief at the thought that there weren't many scenes that he was in. 

But even so...