shitty dbz fans: Goku is a shitty dad!! He doesnt care about Gohan, hes a dead beat father who was never there and never supported him!! He doesnt have any fatherly instincts!! Hes never done anything good as a parent!!1
| ♦ | The insipid cobblestones of the city that cushioned each stride down the older districts of wretched slums, hesitant to glance over today’s stealing. Marthe didn’t intend on sticking around in this pompous place of nobles any longer than he needed to; that much were for certain. The sooner he accomplished his goal, the sooner he could be pressuring the locals for a ransom demand of anything. Spying the large residence in the distance, the lone bandit dared not to bear its fangs at whim, he had to wait until the right opportunity presented itself before taking any severe action. The last thing he intended to do was to be caught by these folk.
LIGHTS OUT. It all goes dark for a minute , or a decade. That remained unknown , as the change in scenery was most drastic. Body resting ‘ pon a field of grass , the occasional breeze bringing the aroma of nearby flowers to him pulls him from slumber. But the sight slowly presenting to his heavy eyes still feels dreamlike. Not in its undeniable beauty , but rather in how foreign it was. Down to its very trees and roots. Even the atmosphere itself was alienating. Suffocating in fact , the more Goku move around , the more it weighed heavy on his shoulders.
So much so that it demands a certain time of adaptation. He tries to get his usual footing. It ‘ s way harder than it ought to but not impossible. Eventually , recent memories would recover. Damn it ! That ‘ s right , he had to find the Dragon Balls as soon as possible. The trail led on this planet. He was on the right track but that last instant transmission ended up in a catastrophic landing , which put his investigation to a crawl.
Of course , he knew a way to make up for time lost and get scouting around. Feet held the ground firmly before letting go , a sharp impulse of energy propping him upward. “ WHAT ? “ A sudden exclamation of shock , all while making the awful realization that his feet came back anchored to the ground. How did he just fail something as natural. It never happened. There ‘ s a few more tries following the initial attempt , but the results doesn ‘ t change.
It came to him. All the sudden changes had a deeper meaning than he thought. The lack of energy flowing through him was nothing about tiredness. The conclusion was as simple as it was terrible. This planet outright SUPPRESSED his ki.
With no choice left , he went on his feet , travelling for the nearest source of life able to communicate. So begins his journey in a new world , stranded and without ki.
All this led to successful meetings of new people , crossing villages and mounds. He ‘ d learn a few more on his whereabouts , accustoming more day by day. Despite his orange clad figure making him stick out like a sore thumb so. The reason for his presence , though , only led to cold trails , generally fruitless. And this time , he ‘ d follow one more of them.
A village in troubles with shady individuals only known as a group called the guild. If these didn ‘ t steal the Dragon Balls somehow , he ‘ d at least have helped the townsfolk.
Finally , he managed to catch the one he was looking for , face to face with him. It had been such a wild ride to get there. But he managed. He doesn ‘ t bother presenting himself or answering any questions , more focused on asking his own.
“ You ‘ re one of those thieves guys , huh ? I ‘ d like it if ya could leave the city alone. But before I let ya go at all or have ya disagree , I wanna know if ya came ‘ round any round shaped orange balls ? “
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