A Son's Regret
Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ.
Gohan sat in the corner of his room, his head bowed, knees pulled tightly against his chest.
His father was gone. He'd died for their planet. He'd died to defeat Cell, a job that was supposed to be his.
He felt terrible, a deep pit feeling in his stomach . . . empty, an eternal loss.
He was supposed to kill Cell, not so hiển thị all sorts of sadism, and claim that the monster needed to suffer more. That wasn't his place to decide.
The way his dad had looked at him when he'd đã đưa ý kiến that . . . . Gohan punched at the ground below him, squeezing his eyes shut as...
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