As the credits rolled, Averie breathed a sigh of relief.
'Finally, it is done.'
Asmodeus Binsfeld was no more.
Averie had given him life, and he had given him death. There was nothing more he could do. His story was over.
'The director did a wonderful job.'
Averie had acted well, but scenes like these required something far more than that. It required great direction.
No amount of brilliant acting was enough while filming a death scene. The atmosphere was very important.
This was one thing Averie knew could not be achieved through acting alone. It was regretful.
'If it were that easy, directors would be obsolete.'
Still, scenes like these made him appreciate the art of filmmaking.
Averie recalled his time as Asmodeus.
He had lived his life and felt his emotions. He had known him more closely than anyone else, and he wished he had done the man justice.
