Don't judge a book by it's cover

My story (Jason)

My names Jason.

My father calls me WitherMU.

My father is the first ever Wither created and the strongest Wither of all time.

My father has been training me to be the best I can be.

My father doesn't want any Wither to be stronger than him.

Not even me, his own son.

I thought people deserved dying because they tried to kill my father.

I was wrong.

They don't deserve to die.

My father deserves to die.

I decided to become stronger than he is.

I don't care what he says, I'm going to stop him.

I've started to find new skills that my father doesn't have or at least know.

Better use it to my advantage.

Next Day

Mas= JASON!

I heard my father, Mason, shout at me.

What does he want now? I then heard footsteps entering my room. I was also wearing a blue hoodie. I don't need any type of clothing. Thank goodness for that. I just realised that my father is in the room.

Mas= Found anything interesting?

MU= What are you talking about?

Mas= Found any new skills?

MU= Nope, you're still the strongest.

Mas= Really?

MU= Yep.

Mas= 'Cause I saw you practicing a new skill I haven't seen which is really powerful. More powerful than mine.

Oh shit.

MU= Uhhh.......................

Mas= Speak up Jason.

MU= God dammit. Fine, I admit it, I have some skills you don't have.

Mas= Leave.

MU= Knew you say that. Also I will leave. Later, BITCH!

Mas= DON'T YOU DARE-

I didn't let him finish his sentence and teleported away.

In the forest

I appeared in the forest in the middle of the air. I fell and landed on my back on the grass. I groaned in pain. I squinted my eyes because of the sunlight to see a silhouette appear. The silhouette blocked the sun so I was able to open my eyes properly. I was now able to see a young man who looks like either a teenager or in their early 20s. Possibly a teenager. He has brown hair and is wearing a pair of sunglasses. He also has some kind of accent when he asked me a question.

???= Are you okay?