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Inspired by dark matter bymysterycyclone

Inspired by Spiderheard by emmacortana

Inspired by Peter the Pizza Guy by Irisen

The last thing Peter saw was Tony's horrified face, and he knew what was happening: he was going to die.

He knew that as a hero, he would die one day, but he didn't believe it would be so soon, he hadn't finished school yet, what would happen to his friends, and Aunt May?

He was turning to dust, but his healing powers were trying to stop it, and it was really painful. He could feel the destruction of his body as it restarted, and some parts that had turned to dust grew back only to be destroyed again the next second.

This tug lasted for several minutes, and finally the power of the Infinity Stones won, and the whole world turned black, followed by a long period of nothingness, ending as suddenly as it began. For a while, nothing was found, and for a while, there was light again.

During the coma, he heard a ballad that sounded far away, but he could hear it, not because of his super hearing, but more like it was imprinted in his mind.

Peter woke up disoriented and confused, because he was sure he remembered dying on Titan less than a few minutes ago.

"Maybe I'm in Hell's Kitchen" he was a little scared.

He had entered the realm of adventurers early on, identifying with organized police officers as they entered their careers while hunting criminals, and he didn't want to do that again.

The first thing he did was try to counsel Karen "Karen, can you deactivate the Iron Spider suit?" he asked.

Before Karen could speak, she paused, and then there was a crackling sound of a malfunction. "Pe-t-er, my... system seems to be... damaged."

Peter was relieved, although Karen's system was broken, at least she could barely speak, just need to help her fix it, as long as he could figure out where and where to find the technology that could repair Karen. 

"It's okay, I'll take every opportunity to check your system. Now, you can't deactivate the Iron Spider suit so that I can take it off."

As he tried to fix his clothes, someone walked into the alley where he had been hiding for the past few minutes.

He might have missed her almost completely silent footsteps, but the calm heartbeat made her heart beat faster.

Well, his spider sense told him that someone very dangerous but not currently threatening was walking towards him.

He tried to hide until she saw him, but seemed to have discovered him.

“Hey, do you need help?” the woman with curly brown hair and green eyes, a denim jacket and white leggings, asked.

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"Hey, do you need help?" A woman with curly brown hair and green eyes asked. She had a worried look on her face, a denim jacket, and white leggings.

Peter stopped immediately, his nose was tangled with wire and blood.

His spider sense erupted and told him：

that the woman was dangerous and he needs to escape

"No... no, I'm fine, just passing by" He really wouldn't lie...

"Are you sure? From what I saw, it seems to be the opposite," the woman said, looking at her appearance: messy hair, not very decent clothes, plus symptoms similar to over-breathing, anyone with a conscience would be worried when seeing him.

"Not really, I was with my friends, we accidentally separated, I think they are now so, bye!" Peter immediately wet the towel, although he didn't know where he was, but he knew that the woman was dangerous, and every cell in his body was warning him to wet the towel, his head was about to explode.

"If you're so sure..."

She watched Peter leave her and disappear around the corner.

"He's cute, isn't he?" the woman said. 

She felt someone would reply to her even though there was no one around.

"S should have made the right choice. He's a good kid. He can help us, and..." The woman narrowed her eyes towards where Peter disappeared. "There's more than one person helping him." 

The streets were empty and very quiet, but the wind began to blow slightly, and the lights began to flicker as if responding to the woman.

"G, keep an eye on your "child" and don't let him hurt the little guy. He is our hope," the woman warned, and left as if she had gotten the answer she wanted.

After the escape, Peter realized that he was still in danger. 

His spider sensed the entire danger range. 

When he tried to drain the bag, the strong hunger and pain made him sweat profusely, mixed with tears, making him a mess. 

He felt a dust in his lungs, making it difficult for him to breathe.

Even his throat hurt as if it was cut by a knife. Every letter that came out of his mouth in the previous conversation with the woman was like a needle piercing his throat. 

He felt like he was about to explode. 

He squatted in a corner, trying to figure out that this relationship lasted until he began to hallucinate. 

Hallucination?

〖Hello, I am the consciousness of the S-1036 world〗

I finally couldn't stand the hunger anymore, my brain was broken, so I started to hallucinate?

〖I detected that you had a high fever, I immediately helped you reduce the fever〗

"Ah, the pain is over."

〖I'm sorry to drag you to this world, but there are some tasks that need your help〗

"I can't do the mission, I'm too tired and too hungry." Peter thought in a hurry. 

When he fought with the power of the infinite gems before, his healing ability consumed a lot of physical strength and energy.

Now the nutrition he needs far exceeds his body's storage.

〖Sorry, I have to force you into the space. This is the master's order〗

Just like that, Peter suddenly felt his eyelids heavy and he fainted with the cold system voice

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When he woke up, he was back in the void, this time sober.

As Peter tried to figure out what was going on, he heard the ballad again, this time not so far away, and gradually approaching him.

Gradually a gray shadow formed, this shadow was very fragile and looked like it would fall apart at any time.

As it approached, the ballad became clearer and clearer.

It was like an ancient and mysterious language, and the ethereal voice could easily capture people's hearts.

"I'm sorry to call you so suddenly, but I need to talk to you in person," the shadow said. "I hope the system I gave you didn't torture you too much. How is your body resurrecting?"

As he approached Peter, he could finally see its appearance: it was actually made of fog, he couldn't see his face, and could only vaguely recognize the outline of the woman, and she also had many cracks on her "body".

"Are you the reason for my resurrection? Why me? Many people who have been turned to dust deserve to be resurrected more than me."

"Yes, but you are the only one who can do what is necessary," said the misty woman. "I am the consciousness of a forgotten universe. My body has suffered so much damage that I broke it into thousands of pieces, and now these fragments are scattered in this universe."

Peter was stunned for a moment, and waited for a long time before digesting the huge information in just a few sentences, and the misty woman also waited patiently for him.

"Wait, I need to understand something. So all universes have consciousness or only some of them? And why did you get hurt?"

The misty woman chuckled and said, "Not all universes have consciousness. Only those who are very loved by people have the opportunity to condense.

As I said just now, I am a forgotten universe. People's love has faded and my body has been hurt.

There is also competition between universes... Weak and forgotten universes are often attacked and devoured by others."

"World fragments are the energy that overflows when some worlds are about to fall apart or encounter special crises. It can be attached to anything, houses, masks, cats, people, etc." The woman continued.

"Anything that touches these fragments will be amplified, especially in people, it will amplify all his desires.

The small ones can control people's hearts, and the big ones can even affect the laws to change the world."

Peter suddenly realized, "Affect the laws to change the world..."

"This reminds you of those stones, right?" The woman smiled. "The principle is similar, but those are not world fragments.

They are more like loopholes in the laws, created by creatures. In short, they are artificial universe fragments."

"But let's not talk about these things that affect your impression of the world.

Let me get straight to the point. I asked you to come here because I want you to help me find my fragments."

Hearing this ethereal voice, Peter said nothing. He was still not sure whether he believed this woman. What she said just now had already confused his mind a little.

A spider turned his life upside down. Who knows what the cosmic consciousness will turn him into.

"Why me?" Finally, he asked, "Why did you choose me to help you?"

"You don't need to know this, don't worry, this is an equal transaction. As long as you help me, I can also help your universe"

...

"..."

"What do I need to do?"

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Hello, hello, sorry, the old author decided to stop writing this book and asked online who would write for him, so I came here.

My idea may be different from the other one, but he showed me a rough idea of ​​the story so I think one is OK (by the way, many of his books were also given to me, I thought there was only one but there were so many...)

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"I agree to help you," Peter said, even though his current situation left him with no choice. "What should I do?"

"There's nothing I can do right now. I'm too weak to track the fragments directly. I'll tell you when you get close to one of them, but before that I'll fall into a deep sleep and won't be able to help you," the misty woman shook her head.

Peter's face darkened immediately. "Why did you show up if you can't help me?" He said "laughing", becoming more and more desperate about his situation.

The misty woman (let's call her Comet for now) immediately tried to remedy the situation.

"But on the other hand, I have enhanced your spider ability. , for example, now you can make natural spider webs without being in a lab, and they are more durable than your spider webs, and now you have the ability to make many types of spiders.

And I also built a system to help you detect fragments to help you. If you need it, I can integrate it into the AI ​​lady in your battle suit. Don't worry, I have repaired her, but I can only do this now. The rest depends on you."

But before Peter could answer, he was awakened...

The homeless man in the shadow retreated in the dark, holding his breath, trying not to attract the attention of street thugs

He was lucky.

Because those people's eyes were all on the sleepy Peter, who had brown curly hair, clean clothes and nails, and was out of place in the sinful Gotham.

"Yo, sweetheart"

Peter was silent, just a hooligan?

Is Gotham's garbage worse than New York's garbage? Why does his spider sense resonate so strongly?

Some members with crowbars approached, looking at the boy leaning against the wall, with a surprised look on their faces: "He looks good."

"Hey, kid, be good"

"You don't have to think about what you're doing alone in the middle of the night."

"Haha."

The man who looked like the leader motioned his followers to leave, walked forward, and looked at the silent boy.

What a handsome boy, with curly hair combed back, he playfully punched a few times, which matched his brown eyes.

He stretched out his hand and was about to put it on Peter's face...

"Bang!"

A few drops of blood splashed on Peter's face, and his hand, only a few inches away from him, hung limply.

"Who?"

Peter was also a little surprised, he was about to grab the man's wrist and knock him to the ground.

As a result, he was shot in the arm by a sudden bullet.

Even Gotham has its vigilantes...

Before Peter thought about it, a figure appeared at the door.

Looking backlit, he couldn't see the face for a while, and could only see a rough wheel socket.

Undoubtedly, even Spider-Man had to admit that the masked hero, the guy in the black tights and holding two guns in his hands was really cool.

So his spider sense was because of this?

Is he a hero? Did Peter break into his patrol territory?

But in any case, Peter didn't have to do it himself.

To be honest, these few people were a piece of cake for him. But Peter was really hungry and sleepy, his throat and lungs were still sore, and he really didn't want to move.

"Peter" Just then, Karen's long-lost voice appeared, although there was still a little noise, but it was enough for Peter to hear her

"Karen!" Peter cheered softly, trying not to attract the attention of the masked hero. Damn, even saying just one name hurts his throat (did I say that every letter he said would be like thousands of needles piercing his throat?) Karen's return means Comet didn't lie to him, maybe he can really believe that universe

The nearest thug turned to him and cast a puzzled and wary look. Obviously, he vaguely heard the conversation between him and Karen, but then he was attracted by the masked man

This kind of communication is too dangerous. He hopes to be able to hear Karen's voice at any time and hide it from others... Got it!

"I'm sorry Karen, but can you make something like a hearing aid?" He asked hesitantly, enduring the pain in his throat. After a moment of silence, he felt something crawling up his cheek and stretching into his ear to take shape. He knew Karen did it.

"Does this work for you, Peter? I can read your thoughts through your brain waves, so you don't have to talk anymore" (I'm not sure if this is realistic, if not, just assume that there is magic help 🙃)

〖Thank you Karen, it's perfect〗

Red Hood quickly dealt with those people, threw them aside, and ignored the painful wailing of the group of people.

He hesitated for a while, and his figure that was about to leave shook a little.

Jason looked at the boy who was only wearing a soft and thin pajamas, seemed to be frightened, and stayed in the same place without making a sound. He decided to show some humanitarian concern, after all, he didn't look like a Gotham person.

Gotham can't raise such a soft, innocent, but somewhat melancholy person.

Gotham is full of lunatics, mental illnesses, and homeless people.

"Boy, are you okay?"

Peter was originally leaning against the wall. When Red Hood suppressed the group of people who tried to do something to him by force, he didn't move. He was too busy communicating with Karen and obtaining information about the universe. Now, he slowly raised his head after hearing Jason's question.

His eyebrows under the mask were slightly raised. Jason didn't expect that it was really a boy. He looked very young, a teenager? Anyway, he must not be an adult yet! The most important thing was that he saw a hearing aid in the boy's ear!

"Sorry, wait a minute" Jason turned angrily to the hooligans before and beat them up before they ran away. It was one thing to hurt a homeless boy, but it was another thing to hurt a homeless disabled boy. (I just want Jason to beat them up a few more times hahaha)

Peter looked at the scene with a little fear. From the information Karen found about this world, he found that he met not a hero but a criminal: Red Hood. Damn Parker's luck.