"Goddess Iaso, honor my boon. Heal my son.." Wong chanted placing his pointer finger on your forehead.
"Return his consciousness to his body. Anchor him back to his reality." He whispered summoning a spinning eldritch symbol in his other hand.
On your forehead the same symbol appeared. Sprouting like a blossom. Wong began chanting a spell echoing throughout the sanctum. The symbols began to spin rapidly with the chanting.
"Incantem de Iaso. Incantem de Iaso. Incantem de Iaso." You chanted to yourself. Trying to summon any sort of spell that could pull you from this hell.
The images repeated over and over again in your head. Wong's brutally mauled body, your father's mutiliated body, Peter.. Peter manipulating you...
You held onto your legs tears pouring down your face.
Why did this have to happen to you again? Could you not be happy? Hadn't the witch Harkness and the bird Vulture done enough to fuck up your mind? Why were you cursed with such a power? Why?
"Because Y/N... You are the only you.." Your head pulled up hearing the voice shear through the emptiness.
"We all love you for it." The voice sounded so familiar.
You rose to your feet your head darting around to find out where the voice came from.
"You are the Azure Magician. Show this guy what you're made of!"
"Peter?" You questioned before pausing.
"You're right.. I am the Azure Magician: the Catalyst of Azure, the Magician of Magicians!" You yelled out into the air.
"I am no one's puppet." You exclaimed looking down to your hands.
You clenched your fists staring out in the void of nothing. Azure magic sprayed out of your being. Surrounding you in a field of pure chaotic energies. These energies began to spread out morphing into the features of the glass prison around you. It pushed through the reflected images before it. The surge of magic quickly made the images disappear. Fusing together the split images together.
"What are you doing? How foolish are you!" The demonic voice demanded appearing from the blackness.
"You cannot escape your own prison!"
"Yeah well what am I doing then?" You questioned in difficulty. Your hands stretched and bent each movement forming a new symbol that began to deteriorate the spell.
"No!" The creature exclaimed stretching out its hand. Tendrils from the black shot out. Quickly piercing through you.
You groaned in pain feeling the blackness pulling your being apart.
Absorbing your Magics into itself.
"Your power shall be mine!" The demon ordered cackling as he absorbed your power.
"N-o.." You moaned feeling yourself weakening at the terrible sensation.
"Peter have I ever explained the multiverse to you?" You questioned reading through the Book Of Vishanti.
"W-what?" You quickly paused for a second. How could you forger he was likely on of the biggest nerds you've known.
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Infinitum Bellum -Peter Parker X Male Reader-
Romance"Peter what if I told you we never met an infinite amount of times?" "Wouldn't that also mean we fell in love an infinite amount of times?" Book 2 of the Caught In A Web Serious. Following Y/N Strange, after the events during his sophomore year. He...
