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On The Other Side
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Complete, First published Jul 23, 2023
'what exactly were you trying to do?'
'huh?'
'I asked what the Fuck were you trying to do!?'

Peter Just stared at tony unmoving, what was he supposed to say? Apparently not saying anything was the wrong answer because the slap that he got for that brought him back to reality. He felt tears surface in his eyes threatening to fall off and all he could do was bring his hand to his face trying to cool off the stinging pain.
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Peter doesn't feel in control of his actions anymore. He needs sleep but hasn't been able to since tony mysteriously passed away. After Having continuous nightmares Peter decides he needs to say a final goodbye to get closure, so he choses multiverse as the answer.

Well Reality is not always what it seems and sometimes your hero is not the same in every universe.
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