Don't Sweat It

So yeah, guess I'm a bonafide actor man now. 

The most inspiring rags to riches story you'll ever hear about. 

You'll be seeing my face on the highway billboards soon and my own countless list of fanfictions tales too… just wait, you'll see.

Apparently, the director has a knack for authenticity and was a perfectionist in every way, so this would be quite a first hurdle for me to jump across.

But Amanda for one thinks that I'd be the perfect guy for the job because according to her, "Who better to play the role than the actual son of the main hero himself?"

"I'm just an extra though, aren't I?" I reconfirmed. "A mercenary to fill in the background? That's all you need my vast talents for, right?"

"Yes, of course, of course," Her stiff smile quickly assured. "You, Ash, and maybe Adalia too… if we haven't gathered enough people in time by then."