Someone reincarnated as Peter Parker on Earth-616, and causes the creation of a new reality, because of the decisions he makes.
WARNING BEFORE YOU READ THIS SPIDER-MAN FANFIC:
Alright, webheads, here's the deal-this fanfic was written with the help of our friendly neighborhood AI-ChatGPT. If you're scared of AI like it's gonna start Judgment Day or something, move along. ChatGPT's just helping turn my twisted ideas into light novel gold, so relax. I'm the brains, AI's the typewriter. It's 2025-SkyNet's not knocking on your door. Grow up. Still don't like it? GTFO!!!.
Second, if you can't handle dark humor, spicy roasting about-geopolitics, god's, history, marvel, your grandma's knitting club or basically anything that exists. turn around. this isn't for you. Peter's roasting *everyone* in this story except himself(because why would he?). Too sensitive? might be a good time to see yourself out. No harm, no foul.
Third, if the idea of reading words that would make a sailor blush makes you sweat or if you're allergic to f-bombs and not-so-family-friendly language... BYE. This fanfic is almost unapologetically sweary, so clutch those pearls elsewhere.
Fourth, this isn't your kid-friendly Spider-Man. Expect (Almost) Mortal Kombat levels of brutality-murder, torture, and oh, the blood. Lots of it. If you can't handle Spider-Man playing executioner, then this ain't the story for you.
Fifth, if you're on Team PeterMJ? Wrong neighborhood. Gwen Stacy is the queen here-*always* Gwen, never MJ. PeterMJ stans, kindly get lost.
Finally, Spider-Man's plot armor here makes Batman's look like tissue paper. He's a living, breathing cheat code. Ridiculously overpowered, and honestly, we don't care. Spidey surviving and outsmart everything from supervillain shootouts to cosmic smackdowns, If that's too much for your realism-loving heart, this story might give you a headache.
Still here? Great. You've been warned-now enjoy the chaos.
PS: Slow update.
"Who's this?" Spiderman points to an old polaroid on my desk.
I glance at it, before going focusing back on Spider's shoulder, "Just a boy I was friends with in high school. He kinda just disappeared after his girlfriend died though."
"Oh. Were you close?"
I shrugged, the old feeling of bitterness reentering my heart after so many years. "I would have called us best friends, but I guess not close enough for him to want my help."
"I'm sure he just didn't want to hurt you."
"Whatever, I'm over it."
"You still have his picture."
"I said I'm over it, Spiderboy! He left, he's not my friend anymore! Not like you won't do the same thing when you leave here tonight. I helped you, and now you have no use for me. Just like Peter."
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You used to be best friends with Peter Parker. That was until he met Gwen Stacy and fell in love. And when she died due to a freak accident, Peter left you for good. You were on your own now, and you preferred it that way. No one was going to hurt you now, you just had to get through med school and you'd be a-okay.
At least so you thought. Exactly five years after the death of Gwen Stacy you find a beaten-up Spiderman laying on your porch. He could barely get out a word before you led him into your apartment and helped him clean up. After that fateful night, Spiderman would pay you almost nightly visits to fix him after his nightly patrols each night.
You couldn't help to get close to the masked man. But there was always that underlying fear that he was just using you as your other friends had? Or was there actually a friendship? As the months went on you found yourself falling for the superhero. Surely this was bound to end in disaster.
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Warnings: mentions of blood/gore/vomiting, some cussing, there will be no smut of any kind so don't ask
Disclaimer: I do not own Spiderman or any characters related to Spiderman