In the King of Hell's unimaginably long life of tens of thousands of years, some had served him as their master, and some had reviled him as evil, but never—note, never—had anyone called him mediocre.
This was a paradox: how could a mediocre person become the ruler of Hell? He had stood out among countless Demon Gods and gained a dimension of his own. Naturally, he was one of the most extraordinary Demon Gods in the universe.
But Schiller and Chris had dealt him two heavy blows in succession. One had shown him the upper limit of human madness, while the other had made him understand the lower limit of the human mental state.
No matter how Mephisto tried to persuade him, no matter how he used the same tactics he employed to fool believers in an attempt to convince Chris, he failed. The director simply refused to let Mephisto join the cast.
Thus, Mephisto suffered because of the contract as well. Their contract stipulated that he would act in it, but it never specified who would direct or write the movie he appeared in. The contract had never said that the original crew had to remain in place. Even if they replaced both the director and the screenwriter, it would not violate the agreement.
But clearly, the film's phenomenal popularity owed much to the director and screenwriter's excellent collaboration. If they were replaced, the next installment might flop. What would have been the point of all Mephisto's effort then?
That absolutely could not happen. Mephisto believed that the director and screenwriter had to keep working together, and he also had to be allowed to act.
But now, this devil who had spent his life amid the blazing flames of the Hell Dimension had finally been put over the fire