The greatest supervillain the world has ever known is dead.
That should be something worth celebrating!
But for Ilhami Zaheer, the victory was short-lived. The ultimate evil that threatened to destroy the peace and harmony of the Kingdom was no more. The townsfolk threw a celebratory party to commemorate the end of an era of darkness.
Men wore their finest suits and women wore their most expensive gowns on this wonderful day. Children of all ages were dolled-up as well, giggling as they chased one another playfully.
At every corner, there were food stalls offering varieties of food for free. Candies, apples, candy apples, whole turkey legs, bowls of buttered corn and much more delicacies.
At the heart of the town, some of the men even burned down tapestries depicting the supervillain as a symbol that they are free from his wicked grasps. Cheers, chants and laughters filled the air for the Kingdom is free.
But why was the young lad, Ilhami Zaheer, looking troubled at the sight of victory? Hell, he looked sad even.
"Hi," The redheaded young man meekly greeted, a finger scratched his temple as he awkwardly made his way in the therapist's humble office, "You must be Dr. Yuisa?"
"Yes, that's correct," She answered, her gentle soft hands adjusted her glasses, "Hello, thank you for coming, Mr. Zaheer."
The doctor gestured the redhead to the green sofa in front of her as she sat herself down and took out a notebook.
"I must say it's a surprise to see you here, Mr. Zaheer," Dr. Yuisa said, a teasing smile slowly formed on her face, "Or should I say, Great Hero?"
Ilhami chuckled, his cheeks blushing red at the joke.
"But to address the matter at hand, what is it that you would like to talk about?"
Ilhami Zaheer straightened his posture, eyes distant as he looked to the ground.
"The celebration made me realise a lot of things," Ilhami muttered.
Dr. Yuisa raised an eyebrow, her fingers placed a streak of blonde hair behind her ear, "Such as?"
"I have no idea people can be so happy when someone dies."
"Somone evil," The therapist corrected, "People can be happy when someone evil dies, especially when it means they are free from that person's oppression."
Then, Ilhami asked a question that not anyone in town has ever thought of.
"Has anyone even seen the Heinous Storm in person? Besides me, of course."
Dr. Yuisa frowned at that question.
Ilhami shot another question, "Then, that makes me wonder. When one day, I were to disappear, would anyone be sad? Or would they be so happy they'd throw a party?"
"Mr. Zaheer, that's simply an unfair comparison. You are the Great Hero, after all. You put an end to the reign of the Heinous Storm and brought peace and happiness to the people. When you pass away, I'm sure plenty of people would grieve over your loss."
Ilhami's face contorted into a look of discomfort. It was clear as day that something was bothering his mind.
"Feel free to tell me, at any time, what's bothering you. I understand that ending a person's life can impact you severely. But I can assure you, that does not make you a bad person."
"Then, why does this feel... wrong?" The redhead asked.
"None of this is your fault."
"It just feels even more wrong that people are celebrating the death of someone I killed. They looked so happy, I can't help but question if I really did the right thing."
Dr. Yuisa placed her notebook down, scribbles after scribbles of notes could be seen as she analysed Ilhami's behaviour.
"But I can say for certain that having a moral dilemma does make you a good person, Mr. Zaheer. You're reflecting on your actions when a lot of people don't. That's a good first step."
Ilhami looked at the therapist, his first time making direct eye-contact ever since he walked into the room.
Tensed and troubled, he asked, "Well, what am I supposed to be feeling if the Great Hero and the world's greatest supervillain are the same person?"
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