Devil's Darling ~ Miguel O'hara +18

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As you swung your way to the main headquarters, you were completely awed by the sight of all the other spider people and creatures flying through the air in their unique suits. The color and variation of the suits filled you with a sense of wonder and amazement.

You finally reached the main headquarters of the spider society. You stood amongst the crowds of fellow spider people, feeling right at home in your surroundings.

Soon, you recognized one of the spider people. It was Peter B Parker, standing with his young child cuddled up against his chest. Your eyes caught on the little one, and you were instantly in awe and totally forgot about the fact that this man was once your crush just short while ago.

But the thrill of reaching the main headquarters soon faded, the one-on-one conversations were on until an individual arrived, who seemed to exude a magnetic charisma.

As he starts speaking, all the other spider people fall silent and listen attentively, as if they were being brainwashed to do his bidding, everyone's eyes turned towards Miguel O'hara.

You couldn't help wondering what was so special about him, as you couldn't see it yourself, perhaps his charisma and strong presence just appealed to the spider people for some strange reason, and perhaps you just missed their spunky spirits and creativity.

Everyone was now quiet and motionless as they all seemed to be under Miguel's spell. You could feel the effect he had on them as it subtly influenced your own thoughts. You wanted to resist his presence but felt inexplicably drawn into it, as if you couldn't help but listen to him.

With a voice like steel, Miguel addressed the crowd, his tone commanding attention and respect. "Listen up, my fellow spider people," he began, his words cutting through the air with precision. "In our world, every action has consequences, every choice a ripple effect. We are bound by the rules of our universe, by the threads of our canon."

As he spoke, Miguel's words carried a weight that hung heavy in the air, a reminder of the solemn duty they all bore. The spider people looked on, their expressions a mix of determination and doubt, grappling with the gravity of Miguel's decree.

"We face an anomaly," Miguel continued, his voice unwavering. "A threat to our very existence. And in the face of this anomaly, we must prioritize our mission above all else. We cannot afford distractions, cannot afford deviations from the path set before us."

The crowd murmured amongst themselves, some nodding in agreement, others casting wary glances at their leader. But Miguel pressed on, his conviction unyielding.

"Do not save innocents," he declared, his words echoing off the huge walls that surrounded them. "For every life saved, we risk unraveling the fabric of our reality. Our duty is clear: confront the anomaly, neutralize the threat, and ensure the continuity of our canon."

What?

The world spun around you, the ground shifting beneath your feet as Miguel's words sank in. Every instinct screamed for you to defy him, to reject the notion of abandoning those in need.

For you, the implications of Miguel's words were almost too much to bear. To abandon those in need, to turn a blind eye to their suffering, went against every instinct you possessed as a hero.

As Miguel's solemn declaration echoed through the air, your brow furrowed in confusion. "What the fuck is he saying?" You murmured to yourself, your voice barely audible above the murmurs of the crowd.

Without hesitation, you swung into action between the crowd of spiders, your webs propelling you through the air with effortless grace. As you landed gracefully before Miguel,