"Did you apply for the role of Harley?"
"Yes, of course... I mean, he's the one who gets the most screen time with the lead, right?"
"Still, I think I’ll be the one who gets it. You might want to look into another role."
"Haha, wow. Haven’t seen you in a while, but your jokes are still sharp as ever."
Even over here—
"I heard Morgan Stark’s casting is mostly based on looks."
"Exactly, so why are you even applying?"
"...Sorry?"
"...Excuse me?"
"Oh-hohoho!"
"A-hahahaha!"
And over there—
"...I thought no one would go for the supporting role, so I jumped in, but what is with this number of applicants?"
"I mean... even actors who look like they’ve already made it are here."
"Wait, they all submitted audition tapes? Like newbies?"
"At first, I thought this was some minor extras audition. But wow."
Everyone’s nerves were on edge as they studied their lines intensely.
Once it became clear that Kim Donghu was confirmed as the lead of ArcBorn, and that the contracts were signed, and that he was directly involved in casting—
an alarm went off in the minds of every Hollywood actor.
We thought just standing next to him would be enough. Now we have to earn his personal approval?
Confidence, pride, and ego—all sky-high in Hollywood's elite—they assumed the roles would naturally land in their laps.
But now? A public audition? In front of Kim Donghu himself?
Are you serious? Are they insane? We have to act in front of that guy? It’s basically drawing a line between actors, saying we’re beneath him...
It was an undeniable blow to their pride. But pride aside—
You gotta do what you gotta do. He’s never failed, not once. I’m sticking close no matter what. 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦
Reality was reality.
Money?
The more, the better.
Millions, billions, trillions—You always want more.
That endless, aimless desire to collect—It’s a uniquely human urge.
But collecting isn’t just about material wealth.
Some sought honor. Others wanted to etch their names into history.
So when an actor has that kind of ambition—how do they satisfy it?
The answer was simple.
Land a major role. Deliver a stellar performance. Earn money, fame, and audience adoration.
Easier said than done.
Because “major role” was a fuzzy term. You only know it’s a great project after it’s done. Never before.
But.
Donghu Kim is different. He doesn’t fail. He’s only twenty-nine...
If there was a 100% guaranteed hit, and a lead actor with an unbroken streak, joining him could mean Oscars. A year’s worth of runaway popularity.
To chase that kind of payoff—you crush your pride,
return to your rookie days, memorize your script, and reshoot your audition videos a dozen times.
And now—
"Those called will enter in order. Please wait for your turn."
The moment had come to be judged—to earn the right to stand beside Kim Donghu.
***
“Yes, thank you. We’ll notify you of the results tomorrow.”
“...Could I show you one more take, just once?”
“Sorry, we’re short on time. Next.”
The auditions had far more applicants than I expected—at least ten times more.
We thought it would wrap in a day, but it ended up taking almost a full week.
Because we were determined to create the best possible sequel, we’d opened up the casting without restriction.
Even though we tried to move quickly through performances, it was like a line outside a famous restaurant—people just kept coming.
"Haha, I feel like I’ve gone back to my rookie years."
"Director Jenker, did you ever go through this kind of thing as a rookie?"
"Of course! I even snuck into other people’s auditions to find good actors."
"You did what?"
"Yeah. Who’d come to a no-name rookie director’s audition? So I had to go elsewhere—did a little spying."
Zzzzt.
Seven hours of auditions.
Thirty-minute break.
Five more hours.
Repeat for about a week.
"We’ve got candidates, but no one’s jumped out."
"You too, Kim? I haven’t had that this is the one feeling either."
With no real standouts, Director Jenker and I were growing exhausted. When you spot talent, you get fired up. But we’d seen nothing like that yet.
If we have to go with Plan B, that’s not ideal.
I started wondering if my excitement over being involved in production was just making my standards unrealistically high.
<ArcBorn, A+ (rating still under review)>
The rating still hadn’t moved past A+, and that was making me impatient.
In the past, we’d have been thrilled just to get A+. Now it felt like the bar had climbed too high.
It’s not like Disney is backing us. A+ as a starting point is more than fine—hell, it’s great.
Maybe I should compromise a little? I was just thinking that when—
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