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All his fault. Everything.
Gohan was standing there, not even watching the Dragonballs rise and split off across the Earth, his father's voice still echoing through his head.
Why? Why did he decide to stay dead?
Only one reason came to him, and it wasn't his father's.
Because I'm not worth living for.
He killed his father. It was his actions that caused him to die. And it was those actions that caused his dad to want to stay away from him.
"Gohan? Gohan?"
It was Krillin, Dad's best friend.
He's going to try and comfort me, but it doesn't change the truth.
"Gohan, it isn't your fault," Krillin said, confirming Gohan's prediction, "He made his own choice."
His choice to stay away from me. To stay away from his killer.
"Gohan." It was Piccolo this time. "You can't blame yourself for this."
What, I can't take responsibility for my actions?
"Brat! If Kakarot wants to kill himself, then so be it!" Vegeta, of course. "But I know what he's up to! He's just going to train in Otherworld!"
Although Vegeta secretly respected Goku for his sacrifice, he had to keep his image.
Gohan still didn't move from his place on the lookout.
No one knew what to do. They all tried to comfort him, but it was like he didn't even hear them.
Then, as if in a trance, Gohan stood up, and slowly walked to the edge of the lookout. When he reached the edge, he didn't even jump off. He just fell.
Everyone watched in stunned silence. Then Piccolo got up. "I'll go get him." He said, and followed Gohan. While he was speeding down, however, a few droplets of salty water splashed on Piccolo's face.
Gohan flew along, not even trying to wipe off the remains of tears on his face. The only thing he could hear was his own thoughts in his head.
I'm not worth living for. I'm not worth living for. I'm not worth living for.
Gohan flew on in numbed silence. Suddenly, he threw his head back in a deafening roar of rage. All he felt was anger. Anger at his father, anger at his father's choice, but mostly anger at himself for causing it.
Releasing all of it in a single, loud scream and a giant explosion of ki and rage. His rage carried over his normal super saiyan state straight into his recently acquired super saiyan 2 transformation. Piccolo, who had caught up to him, had to backtrack quickly to avoid the large explosion.
Gohan didn't even notice, ignoring Piccolo and his skin slightly searing at the continued wave of energy.
"Gohan stop! Stop! You're going to kill yourself!" Piccolo shouted. But Gohan didn't stop. If anything, he only increased his energy output.
Then Gohan said something that made Piccolo's purple blood run cold.
"I know! Its what I deserve!"