After reuniting with Gwen Stacy, Brooklyn's full-time, friendly neighborhood Spider-Man is catapulted across the Multiverse, where he encounters a team of Spider-People charged with protecting its very existence. However, when the heroes clash on ho...
Alright, let's go ahead and do this. My name is Arron Davis. I'm from earth 1111. And for the last three years, I was my earths one, and only Spider-Man.
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But my friends call me the Iron Spider.
I'm sure you know part of it. I was bitten by a radioactive spider that got into my apartment.
The rest not a story I'm particularly proud of, but it's one that shaped me into the person I am today.
When I first discovered my powers, I didn't use them for anything noble or heroic. In fact, I used them for crimes. I was a small-time thief, taking advantage of my newfound abilities to make some quick cash. I built myself a suit that would make Stark jealous. It was a dangerous path to walk, but the thrill of it all was intoxicating. I was knocking cops off their feet. Robbing fat cats. Living like a king. I thought I was invincible.
But then, one night, I made a grave mistake. I decided to rob the wrong person, a man known as Tombstone. He was a ruthless crime lord, and little did I know that he had eyes and ears everywhere. Tombstone found out who I was, and he wasn't about to let me get away with what I had done. He decided to make an example out of me.
Tombstone didn't come after me directly, though. Instead, he sent his enforcer, Rhino, after my family. It was a horrifying experience. Rhino attacked without mercy, leaving destruction and devastation in his wake. He killed my brother, my nephew's friend, and he crippled my sister-in-law. Worst of all, he scared my young nephew, traumatizing him in a way that no child should ever have to experience. By the time I found out about it, the damage was already done.
After Rhino's brutal attack, my world was shattered. It took me a month of relentless investigation, beating cooks, and piecing together the puzzle to finally uncover the truth: it was Tombstone who orchestrated the horrifying events that befell my family.
The revelation only fueled my anger and guilt. I couldn't forgive myself for what had happened. I couldn't bear the thought of standing by and allowing my loved ones to suffer while I did nothing. I knew I had to take action, no matter the cost, to make things right.
