The first and most frequently asked question: Can a scumbag really be charming?
Here's my take: It's not about charm; it's about characterization.
Everyone has a dark side in real life; I just pulled it out and magnified it.
We get suppressed by all kinds of dogmas, beaten down, and eventually fall into self-doubt until we break.
As I get older, I'm starting to believe more and more in Social Darwinism—something I used to turn my nose up at.
Writing about America, some readers think I'm exaggerating.
Like, bagging Beyoncé just like that?
Honestly, I don't think it's enough—I want to crank up the intensity!
Whether it's a superstar diva or a bottom-tier wage slave, as long as they're human, they can't escape the pull of desire.
Desire is a magical thing. It doesn't need some gradual process. At a specific moment, it just ignites.
Especially in America.
As long as you're human, you have desires. Do people really believe the idol personas they see on screen are real?
Those are puppets, not reality.
Finally, I want to say this is still a pure power fantasy novel, but I'll try my best to show the "thrill" through "growth," rather than endless "flexing" and "face-slapping."
Please rest assured, my dear readers: as long as I can ensure I don't get banned, I will definitely ramp up the intensity and tear the American entertainment industry a new one!