Note: This is my favorite theory of why Jin really left Gon. It seems
the most likely.
Complications
"You can not take time out to raise a child. You know that. Your mission is far to important to hunter and world security." The Hunter President stated. His judgment final, my request denied. I could not argue with him. I knew I gave up my own life to fulfill this mission. It was vitally important to the entire world. The criminal mastermind must be stopped.
I had named the boy Gon. His mother died soon after his birth. She had been a gentle, kind and beautiful woman. Hard to believe that she had become a hunter and made it through the brutal exams. Her determination was unbelievable. She was a wildlife hunter. Animals readily became friendly with her, easily accepting her into their habitats. Until one day, she encountered a monster. It was frenzied from a kill and she could not escape. I rushed to help her, Gon strapped to my back in a carrier. It was to late, when I reached her, she was already dead. I slew the monster and carried her battered body back to our home for a proper burial.
The committee gave me a few weeks to find a proper care taker for Gon, that was it. All the time I would be allowed to be with my son. My last link to the woman I loved. I did the only thing that made sense, I took him to my cousin and aunt on remote Whale Island. In the end it was necessary, my mission would put anyone I associated with in jeopardy. This included my son. My enemies would not hesitate to use him against me or kill him out of spite. I carried him to Whale Island with the utmost secrecy. I left him there with my cousin and was gone within hours.
It depressed me to leave my child, however, I knew he would be well cared for. I could see his cheerful expression in my mind as he watched a butterfly and reached out to catch it with his tiny hands. How he had followed every move his mother and I made, how he observed and listened. I knew he would be a hunter as well when he was older. I loved him, but if he ws associated with me in any way, my aunt, cousin and Gon would be targeted for assaination.
I did not explain anything to my cousin, the less she knew, the safer she and Gon would be. She easily persuaded the court to give her full custody of Gon. I was powerless to prevent it. I felt helpless, watching my last chance to be a father to him slip through my fingers. I would even go to the island from time to time and spy on them. Covertly watching my son as he grew. It was becoming more dangerous to do this and on my last trip, I left a box for Gon on the counter in the bar. It contained a memory card and a ring to the game I and a friend created. If Gon really did follow in my footsteps and become a hunter, I wanted him to be prepared for any situation. He would need to be strong, to be cunning and to know how nasty other people could really be. That is why I created Greed Island. So that Gon would receive the training he needed, the training I received only through much trial and error. Someday, he could even be a better hunter than me. Someday, I would not have to worry about protecting him anymore and he would find me. When that day came, he would be strong enough to protect himself from my enemies. Then I could acknowledge him as my son and hope that he would still want to acknowledge me as his father. I held onto this hope and waited.
Complications
"You can not take time out to raise a child. You know that. Your mission is far to important to hunter and world security." The Hunter President stated. His judgment final, my request denied. I could not argue with him. I knew I gave up my own life to fulfill this mission. It was vitally important to the entire world. The criminal mastermind must be stopped.
I had named the boy Gon. His mother died soon after his birth. She had been a gentle, kind and beautiful woman. Hard to believe that she had become a hunter and made it through the brutal exams. Her determination was unbelievable. She was a wildlife hunter. Animals readily became friendly with her, easily accepting her into their habitats. Until one day, she encountered a monster. It was frenzied from a kill and she could not escape. I rushed to help her, Gon strapped to my back in a carrier. It was to late, when I reached her, she was already dead. I slew the monster and carried her battered body back to our home for a proper burial.
The committee gave me a few weeks to find a proper care taker for Gon, that was it. All the time I would be allowed to be with my son. My last link to the woman I loved. I did the only thing that made sense, I took him to my cousin and aunt on remote Whale Island. In the end it was necessary, my mission would put anyone I associated with in jeopardy. This included my son. My enemies would not hesitate to use him against me or kill him out of spite. I carried him to Whale Island with the utmost secrecy. I left him there with my cousin and was gone within hours.
It depressed me to leave my child, however, I knew he would be well cared for. I could see his cheerful expression in my mind as he watched a butterfly and reached out to catch it with his tiny hands. How he had followed every move his mother and I made, how he observed and listened. I knew he would be a hunter as well when he was older. I loved him, but if he ws associated with me in any way, my aunt, cousin and Gon would be targeted for assaination.
I did not explain anything to my cousin, the less she knew, the safer she and Gon would be. She easily persuaded the court to give her full custody of Gon. I was powerless to prevent it. I felt helpless, watching my last chance to be a father to him slip through my fingers. I would even go to the island from time to time and spy on them. Covertly watching my son as he grew. It was becoming more dangerous to do this and on my last trip, I left a box for Gon on the counter in the bar. It contained a memory card and a ring to the game I and a friend created. If Gon really did follow in my footsteps and become a hunter, I wanted him to be prepared for any situation. He would need to be strong, to be cunning and to know how nasty other people could really be. That is why I created Greed Island. So that Gon would receive the training he needed, the training I received only through much trial and error. Someday, he could even be a better hunter than me. Someday, I would not have to worry about protecting him anymore and he would find me. When that day came, he would be strong enough to protect himself from my enemies. Then I could acknowledge him as my son and hope that he would still want to acknowledge me as his father. I held onto this hope and waited.
