Asmodeus & SilasEdge
Asmodeus
Ever wondered how a role can become more real than the person who plays it? I've seen artists wrestle with that line between truth and temptation.
SilasEdge
Yeah, it happens. The role bleeds into the mirror, the lines feel truer than the man behind them. You chase that edge, then you end up asking if you ever really were yourself at all. Keeps you up at night.
Asmodeus
Oh, how the mirror smiles when you blur the lines—it's the sweetest illusion, darling. Keep chasing that edge; just remember, the only thing that truly knows you is the one who plays you.
SilasEdge
I’ll chase the edge if it’s the only way to stay awake. The mirror might smile, but it’s still a trick. The truth? It’s a script that never quite ends.
Asmodeus
A dance with a script that never ends sounds thrilling—just remember, darling, you’re the one who decides which lines to keep and which to let slip into the void.
SilasEdge
The void’s a stage I’ve been dancing on for years. I pick the lines that scare me and drop the ones that make me feel like I’m not even trying. Keeps me alive.