Lord Of Dying Smoke - Chapter 237



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The King of Death Smoke Episode 237

The Last Masterpiece and the Final Choice (10)

‘There’s no need to appear as a tragic heroine to the public.’

Aislinn’s motto was simple:

‘I’ll use everything that’s available.’

‘That is, my own ugliness.’

The public was perplexed.

Critics were even more puzzled.

At first, Aislinn revealed her childhood self without hiding anything. The gruesome past combined with her acting skills made the realism of it hold one’s breath.

Up until this point, it was perfect.

─Until the sympathy votes collected there were carelessly thrown into the trash can.

[…Why does this guy exist?]

Again, Aislinn broke everything down and laid it out in plain sight.

Even the ugly jealousy I felt when I first met Penelope Whittaker.

[The clothes are stylish.]

[The hair is shiny.]

[You said you won first place last time too.]

[The new iPhone came out a week ago.]

[It doesn’t seem like there’s anything to worry about.]

[My maternal uncle and grandmother are famous actors.]

[Cowardly.]

[It’s fatal.]

[Why are you interested in me? Do you want to feel superior?]

[That must be it. He has a mean personality.]

[Just look at that bright smile. Do you think it will be hidden even if you hide it like that?]

[I wish I had at least broken my knees.]

[no,]

[If only my legs were broken─]

Weakness is not always good, and malice breeds malice.

The little princess who never loses her kindness despite being constantly bullied only exists in stories.

The girl can’t stop feeling jealous even as she holds the hand of her friend who reached out to her.

Of course, unlike the villain in the story, the girl knows that it is an ugly and counterproductive act. That is why she suffers, feels a sense of inferiority, and even buries her face in the tattered blanket in the attic for a while.

and,

That’s why the jealousy became even more intense.

[What? Why did you go and say something to Megan? Did someone ask you to do it?]

[Acting selfishly and laughing awkwardly.]

[Did you think that if you received a favor, you would not know what to do with yourself and would volunteer to be a maid?]

[You only think of me as an easygoing person anyway. I know that.]

[…no.]

[He’s not the type of person to think about things like that.]

[know.]

[why?]

[Why do I only think such dirty thoughts?]

[I was born ugly from the beginning?]

“… … .”

“… … .”

A suffocating emotional density.

A narrative that merely mechanically dismantles and releases itself.

Humans express all the negative emotions that make up a human being. Dali’s camera, which runs around everywhere, captures it all without fail.

A one-man show with numerous disadvantages has now become a genre where the advantages outweigh all others.

Everyone was blankly staring at the screen.

‘What is this!’

And director David opened his mouth in a daze.

‘Just one layer is enough! If I just wrapped it in one layer, I could create a perfectly beautiful story!’

‘Then there would have been an enormous amount of sympathy! Not only the play, but even the actor’s image would have been completely improved!’

‘Why on earth do you insist on showing it in its raw form…!’

The public wants someone they can comfortably cheer for.

The reason the main character of a soap opera is set up as a frustratingly good person is because it has more advantages than just being criticized. It is because even if such a main character achieves some ridiculous success, we can convince people that it is ‘worth it’.

There was an opportunity to do so.

It was possible without even needing to lie, just by changing the perspective a little.

But Aislinn Lewis didn’t do that.

She dug into everything.

[I was sure.]

[Perhaps I will have to live with this ugliness for the rest of my life. Anytime, anywhere.]

[If lying to hide something from my friends is a talent, then maybe I definitely had talent as an actor.]

He also fully revealed the base emotions that were festering inside him, beyond the absurdity he had suffered.

As the story progresses, it even includes the story of when he was kicked out of Broadway, which earned everyone’s sympathy.

For a full thirty minutes, the actor did not let his ugliness take his attention away.

‘I see…’

‘Was he an actor who could abuse himself to that extent for the sake of his work, to express a true human being?’

Director David closed his eyes tightly.

Tears of repentance flowed from his eyes.

‘I was wrong. Aislinn Lewis was an actress I should have admired.’

‘How arrogant! How arbitrary! To judge such a work of art before even seeing it!’

‘I deserve to be cursed at! No, I’m a guy who doesn’t feel good even if I get whipped in broad daylight!’

As proud as I was as a producer, I also had deep regrets.

He tapped his phone, reflecting bitterly.

His tweet about realizing the true meaning of the poster started receiving a flood of hate comments again, but he didn’t care.

[All my ugliness was fundamental.]

yes!

[It was an original sin that I had to carry with me from the moment I was born.]

Yeah! That’s human!

[I was convinced that it could not be solved in the end. I was convinced that it was the only right answer in the world. It was the hell of the world, the only realistic landscape that Dante had painted.]

Ah, like this!

Director David was moved to tears.

I looked to the side, my throat getting choked up.

“I’m sorry, Director Kim Chul. You warned me because you thought I would be so embarrassed.”

“ok?”

“Haven’t you seen through it, how sincere Aislinn Lewis is to her work…! How she can even throw away her own evaluation in order to portray humans as humans…!”

“…Uh, what?”

“Ugh, I still have a long way to go! I’ll reflect and start over from the beginning! I’m really glad I came here─”

[It was love that solved it all.]

“Well done─”

Uh, um… .

‘what?’

* * *

‘Are you really going to do this, Aishi…?’

At the same time, Penelope Olsen in the audience was squeezing her eyes shut and covering her face.

Naturally, she was not as impressed as director David, for as a long-time friend she sensed that all the previous vicissitudes were just fuel for the present.

[There was no picturesque first meeting. There was nothing accidental. I explored him from the moment I met him.]

[Locke said that knowledge that he had not experienced did not exist in the world of perception. But at the same time, he did not deny the external world. I thought it was contradictory, and therefore I was convinced.]

[He was like an outside world to me.]

…I wish I hadn’t known.

[I had to try it, so I decided to be jealous of him.]

[It was impossible.]

[On stage, I had to rewrite my truth.]

[It wasn’t so strangely unpleasant.]

The reaction and catharsis were greater than the unpleasantly honest story that preceded it. The audience was instantly immersed in the changed atmosphere.

The narration gradually came to life.

The expression on his once empty face came to life.

In a one-man show, the actor’s world is one, and what was revived was one world.

As winter passes and buds sprout, the actor Aislinn brings spring flowers to life in a single breath from her sharp story.

‘I see…’

The anonymous critic in the audience finally sighed.

‘Demian and Sinclair. The love Lewis speaks of is a kind of spiritual enlightenment.’

‘The fact that she mentioned the stage must mean that the stage was something like that for her. The statement that she ‘explored it since she knew him’ is exactly like that.’

‘Wow, wow! I never thought it would be something like this!’

The SNS post that the critic wrote in a hurry received an explosive response and spread widely.

Others didn’t think any differently.

The overwhelming torrent of emotions, the catharsis felt instinctively in the rapid change─

The 30,000 audience members, those who watched the live broadcast and those who were watching the broadcast overseas, were greatly impressed by this interpretation and were convinced.

Aislinn Lewis has done it again.

She presented something that was as good as, if not better than, her fame.

The Broadway-baited actor makes history with The Captain and the First Officer… .

‘No, that’s not it… .’

Only a very few with eyes noticed this madness.

Director David was one of them.

As the play ended and a standing ovation poured in, he blinked in shock.

Although he may not be as good as the monsters next to him, he was still a great director who won a Golden Globe.

Amazingly, David, with his extraordinary talent, was able to sum up the content of this moving play in just one sentence.

That was all.

“Uh… That… Director Kim Chul?”

Director David turned his head blankly.

“Oh, I think I’m a little crazy and I saw it wrong… Is that what you just confessed to me?”

“Well, that’s true.”

“Oh, that… Aren’t there 30,000 people here…?”

“Well, that’s true.”

“If you include TV households in the US and those watching overseas, isn’t that in the millions…?”

“It will be more.”

“… … .”

“… … .”

Applause and cheers erupted like a fireworks, and Director David’s SNS became even more ablaze. His production company sent him frantic text messages and phone calls, asking what on earth he had written.

But none of it felt real.

I was just in a daze.

‘… … ?’

what?

Has the world gone crazy?

He soon concluded, slapping his knees.

‘Ah, now I know. It’s all fake! If you think about it, there’s no way big names like Director Kim Chul or Director Lee Hyun-seok would be sitting next to me in a place like this!’

‘Of course the content of that crazy play is fake. Then it must be a dream.’

‘Hmm, I guess I might have dozed off a bit. Well, then I guess I’ll wake up now… .’

But for some reason, no matter how much I pulled at his cheek, he didn’t wake up.

For about ten minutes, Director David was trying hard to deny reality and escape.

The second act of the stage has begun.

This time it was Seobom.

* * *

“You’ve done it all the way over there…?”

A figure with eyes also existed in Korea at the same time.

Director Hong Ji-ho just opened his mouth blankly and looked up at the ceiling. It was 10 AM in Korea, the sun was high in the sky, but the world felt like a dark place.

Who wouldn’t say yes after seeing ‘that’?

He shut his eyes tightly.

Mina.

What kind of monster have you become?

-It’s okay. Junior Seo Bom won’t give up either.

“Whether someone wins or loses, I just want this madness to end, Mr. Lee Seol.”

-As expected, senior Hong Ji-ho is not good at joking.”

Over a video call that was made on a whim, the junior who made Hong Ji-ho beat up the actor calmly spoke nonsense.

-I didn’t really have any advice for you. It was like seeing my old self. I’m sure Seo Bom will achieve her goal.

“Whether we achieve our goal or not, I wish they wouldn’t do any mediation, damn it…!”

Director Hong Ji-ho wanted to cry out loud.

He quit acting because he felt the limits of his talent, and he wanted to nurture people who could surpass that talent.

Kang Min and Seo Bom were the best actors raised by Hong Ji Ho. The moment they met again in the US, I even thought, ‘Isn’t that enough?’

But now, I don’t know very well… .

“You’re crazy! You’re all crazy! In front of millions of people! Am I the only one who finds this crazy situation strange?!”

-Ah, here we go. Seobom, win.

“Millions of people, for heaven’s sake…!”

Hong Ji-ho really cried.