Aedis987
He died a fan and woke up with the city in his blood.
A lifelong Marvel devotee is reborn into the body, and the life, of Peter Parker at a cliff-edge year: a young man already shaped by loss, talent, and an old promise. He brings with him not just memories of movies and comics, but the ache of hindsight: every mistake he once watched from afar now feels like a personal wound he's sworn to heal. Determined to become not only the best Spider-Man the world has seen but the best Peter Parker he can possibly be, he sets out to remake his fate with stubborn, obsessive tenderness. Above every plan, every engineering diagram and late-night patrol, one maxim hums like a heartbeat: With great power, comes great responsibility.
Armed with encyclopedic knowledge of tactics, personalities, and plot beats, he improvises where the original Peter could not.
This is a story about mastery and failure, about a man who believes he can outsmart fate and discovers instead how to live with it. It explores identity, what it means to inherit someone else's name, history, and obligations, and reframes heroism as stewardship rather than spectacle. The narrative moves between high-velocity action and intimate interiority: lab nights tinkering with web formulas, rooftop vigils where fear and wonder collide, and quiet mornings where Peter tries, imperfectly, to be the nephew, friend, and scientist he promised to be.
By the finale he has not become flawless; he has become steady. He has made choices that saved lives and choices that cost him dearly. He has loved widely and lost painfully, and through every compromise he learns the simple, devastating truth that first spurred him into costume. The refrain that began as an echo in his head becomes the meaning he carries: With great power, comes great responsibility. In the end, being the best Spider-Man is not about being unbeatable, it is about being willing to be there, day after day, for the people who need him most.