[ WP ] The villain finally win and kills the protagonist . People around the world celebrate .

'This is impossible!' said one man to another, incredulous, as they watched the magnificent, if a bit familiar, battle unfolding almost in front of them. ( Truth was, they did n't have the best seats. )'Look, he's actually... he is actually going to chop off his damn head!' 
 
'Yes,' his companion agreed excitedly,'I would never believe this if anyone told me. It's really one of those things you have to see with your own two, if you know what I mean.' 
 
 The other, older man shook his head disapprovingly.'Maybe it was n't such a good idea. Sure, it's a way of making money flow. And sure, the way they built the whole story, the whole global reality show up to this climax was very impressive, I mean, in my days it was just about a bunch of random dudes tucked away on an island. But somehow—' 
 
 All the while the bombastic struggle in front of them went on, when finally crowds exploded as the very pale man dressed in shades of grey triumphantly held his head high. His opponent's head, that is. 
 
'Anyway,' the man continued slowly, as if unsure how to react to this new development,'somehow... does n't this confuse the audience, and in so many wrong ways, too? It's almost as if bad guys can triumph in the end, and if you listen to these cheers... it's almost as if we are happy when they do! How on earth is this even possible?' 
 
'I do n't know,' his friend said light-heartedly,'but what's so surprising about it, at the end? Throughout history, we have welcomed and embraced dictators and conquerors; we have been fascinated by mass murderers, violent rapists and vigilantes; we have nurtured, deep inside, our basest, visceral instincts, our right for revenge, our morbid curiousity. For us as species to enjoy retribution, it has to be violent—and more importantly, it must come as icing on the cake of prior suffering and injustice.' 
 
 The older man seemed to consider this for a moment. 
 
'Are you saying,' he asked tentatively,'that we are only watching the first instalment in this evil game of chess?' 
 
'Quite likely,' said the other man.'I bet it was just the season finale.' 
 
 The pale man in greys faded into darkness.
