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"Hey, guys!"

"Whoa!"

"What is this?!"

"Just something Parker and I have now."

"Yep! And I used the Tablet to connect our link with you guys!"

"Hm. Not bad."

"That's so cool, Amazing!"

"Aw, thanks! So, how are you guys?"

"I found out Carnage was actually Gwen."

"G-Gwen?"

"I don't think you should have said that."

"I-I'm happy your Gwen is still around."

"Oh, shoot, man. I'm so..."

"It's okay, Ultimate. It was years ago."

"Now then, anyone wants to hear how one of my bad guys changed Amazing's timeline?"

"Which includes my own MJ. Man, my head hurts thinking about two lifetimes."

"I'm sorry, what?"

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"H-Hey guys. Green Goblin. I'm...really hurt. I don't think... Venom and I... will make it."

"Ultimate?!"

"I just want to let you all know, that I love you guys... Getting dark..."

"Ultimate!!"

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"So, you two met another version of Ultimate."

"Yeah. Reminds me of how much I miss the kid."

"I agree. Shock, I'm pretty sure the black one there is his successor. Miles Morales, if I remembered."

"Wow. Did he ever say...?"

"According to the new Spider-Man, people treat Ultimate as a savior now."

"Heh. At least his legacy carries on."

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"Ack!"

"What the...?"

"Ultimate?"

"You're alive?"

"Guys?! Why am I suddenly bursting out of a grave?!"

"Holy...!"

"Ultimate!"

"You're alive!"

"Huh. I guess Venom and I are."

"You guess?!"

"Heh. Looks like I got a lot of catching up to do."

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"So, I reunited with Aunt May and Gwen, with Gwen becoming one of us, and, apparently, Miles is stuck in that other me's dimension with a Siege Perilous?"

"What does Galahand's seat have to do with it?"

"Siege Perilous? That the dimensional traveling device other Ultimate was after."

"So, the black and red kid is with the other Ultimate? When they get here, I will enjoy messing with them a bit."

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"So, I went back to Kitty."

"How did that go?"

"She slapped me in the face for my sacrifice before kissing me silly. And I won't be leaving my bed anytime soon."

"Heh. Nice, mini-me."

"Enjoy yourself, kid."

"Make sure to use protection."

"Hey!"

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"I made peace with Fixit and found out what happened to Mary Jane."

"I'm so proud of you."

"Finally. I could not bear another rant about him."

"About time."

"Also, my entire dimension has color now."

"I'm sorry, what?!"

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"Hey, guys! Guess what happened to me!"

"You had another multiversal adventure."

"Was it that obvious?"

"I tracked a few cracks coming from our own."

"Heh, right. Future tech. By the way, I'm Peter 3 now. And I have a threesome with Gwen and MJ."

"I know, Parker. You officially changed the course of history. Because Parker Industries didn't exist here before."

"Wait. Parker Industries?"

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Peter loves swinging the streets. It's been a long time since the floating lady gave him V, but he was getting used to it. The power that came with it, the other voice assisting him like he was Iron Man, the cool look on him.

When he found out Carnage was actually Gwen, he had a couple of crises inside his head. But Venom calms him down as they soar through the streets together. All before Amazing's voice was in his head.

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Peter swung through the dark streets as he pounced on criminal scum and trapped them in his improved webbing. He could always see them through his X-ray vision, so sneaking behind them was no problem.

He enters the carnival, taking in the sights. He laughs as he sees Osborn giving Spider-Man balloons to children. He also scares Toomes stuck in a cage for the freak show, all in the name of his Uncle Ben. As he attempts to leave, he hears Amazing somehow.

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Miguel O'Hara was a man of interest. After speaking with Parker, he really gets what makes people a Spider-Man. He becomes less brutal against his enemies, offers help to the more tragic ones, and studies the accomplishments of 21st-century heroes.

"And you're sure this will work, Parker?" Miguel as Peter through their link.

'Of course! The tablet gave everyone powers! Why not us?' Peter says,

"But the Tablet of Order and Chaos doesn't give you the wanted powers. How would you even specify...?"

'Miguel, I'm already holding it. It will just be for a few seconds. If it fails, hey, new powers.'

Miguel sighs. Too bad his recent Spider-Sense couldn't detect danger across time and space.

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Peter was...confused. His alternate timeline variant learned to move on after Gwen's death. So unlike him. Then again, he never met Venom here.

Mary Jane Watson. The current girlfriend from that time. His aunt has been meaning to get them acquainted with each other. Should he meet her himself? Give him a chance to move on? The other Spider-Men support this. Maybe he should.

Well, there he was, in front of the neighbor's house. God, he was getting some paradox deja vu right now. No going back now.

He opens the door to see the redhead, looking beautiful as the alternate him remembered.

"Um, hi. I'm Peter Parker," The man introduces himself.

"Well, I'm Mary Jane Watson. But you could call me MJ," The redhead introduces herself. "Face it, Tiger. You hit the jackpot."

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Where was he...? Oh. Right. Goblin. Unconscious. Brutal fight. The building collapsed on them. Saved civilians. Stuck. Can barely breathe. The Black Suit is keeping him alive. Not for long.

It's over for him. Nobody could reach him in time. He was dying. God, he was so scared. He could barely keep his eyes open. The sharp pains in his limbs kept him awake.

He has to say something. To someone. He only had three people he could speak to now.

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Miles Morales. The Spider-Man's name during their fight with another Ultimate's Green Goblin.

"Hey, Miles. I want to know. What happened to your Peter?" 2099 asks.

Miles looks away.

"It was horrible. The Green Goblin, from my world, had a brutal fight with Peter. He was wearing some kind of black suit. The building fell on them, and when the police dug him out, Peter was..."

That got their attention. Only one Ultimate would ever wear it nowadays...

"And how was he remembered?" Noir asks as he throws a chunk of metal at the other Goblin.

"There's a giant golden statue of him in the center of Central Park created by the Ultimates. With the saying, 'With Great Power, come Great Responsibility.'"

That nearly made them cry before they jumped over another bomb. Right, Green Goblin first. Then, sort emotions later.

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Peter opens his eyes. It was so dark. Trapped. He could barely breathe. He needs to get out. HE NEEDS TO GET OUT.

He bursts out from the ground, gasping for air before looking at where he was at. A coffin. He looks at the grave. "Here lies Peter Parker." He died. How long? How is everyone else? Where was everyone? How was he alive?

The Black Suit squirms. V couldn't have healed a corpse. Something else was in play. He needed to talk to the others if they were still there. He trips while climbing out of his own grave as he contacts them.

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He swings through the streets, alive and well. He stops a local robbery before meeting a female Spider. He could tell she was surprised.

"Who are you?" The Spider-Girl asks.

"I'm Spider-Man. Who are you?"

"I'm Spider-Gwen. I need you to meet someone."

That raised an eyebrow. What could be so important...?

Suddenly, the cops arrived. The girl leaves as the man follows. Better not reveal to the world that Peter Parker was alive.

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"A-Aunt May? Gwen?" Peter stutters as two of the important women in his life hug him, crying about his return.

As they release the hug, Peter says, "Gwen! You're a Spider now?! With Aunt May as your woman on the chair?!"

"Heh, yeah. After the new Spider-Man was trapped in another dimension, I thought I should honor your name. Not that I knew you were alive."

"Yeah, trust me, now I know how you feel being back from the dead. Man, that was scary. Hey, we might be immortal buddies now."

Gwen and Peter laugh as Aunt May smiles.

"By the way, how is my successor stuck in another dimension and how did you all about that?" Peter asks, confused.

"Oh, May knows Miles' mom, Rio, who Miles contacted before being stuck in our dimension."

"And I searched about how it happened. It was this device that was called the Siege Perilous," Aunt May said as she pulled up an image. "It could transport people to other dimensions."

Huh. He might need to talk to the other Spider-Men about that.

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Kitty Pryde was depressed. Her Peter was gone for a long time. Although it was eight months, she was still sad about it. She hugs her Spider-Man pillow as she looks at the shrine she made for him.

Someone knocks on her door. Logan came in, with a smile on his face.

"H-Hey Logan. What's going on?" Kitty asks.

"You might want to see this, kid," Logan says with a hopeful tone.

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Kitty enters the security systems to see what's up. She wonders what she's looking at before Logan points to the front entrance. She widens her eyes. It couldn't be...

[Hey, Kitty. Look who's back from the dead. No, not the time for jokes. Hey, Kitty. Sorry for dying. No, that's a dumb apology. Kitty! God, I miss you! No, this is for her, not me! You're not helping, V.] The very alive Peter rambles about how to reintroduce himself to her.

Kitty runs out of the security room and phases to the first floor. She runs to the main entrance to give Peter what he deserves.

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Why was so hard to think about how to tell the love of his life that he was...?

His Spider-Sense blares as Kitty pounces him, with tears in her eyes. Shoot, he forgot the main entrance has cameras.

"H-Hey, Kitty. How have you been?" Peter stutters.

"You self-sacrificing idiot!" Kitty shouts as she slaps him. She then kisses him aggressively, much to Peter's pleasure. She releases the kiss as she says, "You. Me. In bed. Now."

God, have mercy on him.

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So this is what color looks like in his dimension. He had never seen it any more beautiful. The carnival is filled with more life than he thought. Goblin looked more uglier than ever.

God, even the cities were glowing with neon signs. Felicia even looked more beautiful than ever. He should really ask her out on a date.

With a heavy lift off his shoulders, it was official. The Spider-Man will do all he can to keep the beauty of the streets from evildoers. You can count on it.

However, he might need to find some gray paint for his suit. Brown doesn't suit him.

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As Peter returns to his universe, he sighs to himself. What an adventure. Foes from his past, the alternate him explaining how to cure them, their success.

He lays on his bed, thinking to himself. Was he able to change his timeline again? Did he save Gwen? He tries to give up his hopes.

A knock on his door was heard. It was probably MJ. He opens the door to find the redhead herself. With a very familiar blonde.

"G-Gwen?" Peter blurts out.

"Hey, Peter," Gwen says softly.

"I knew it! She is the dead girlfriend you talked about!" MJ shouts.

Peter stumbles as he sits back down. Was this a dream?

Gwen raises his chin and kisses him. Peter kisses her back. God, he missed this.

"Oh my. Don't tell me you're choosing her over me," MJ playfully whines.

Peter widens his eyes. Shoot. Now he got to choose. This going to be more painful than he thought.

"Or, we could share him and get to know each other more~" MJ flirts.

That got a blush from the dorks.

"Can I choose both?" Peter asks Gwen.

"I mean, why not? She is beautiful," Gwen admits as MJ drags them to his bed.

"Face it, tiger and tigress. You hit the jackpot."

-

Something was wrong. So wrong.

Miguel woke up one morning and tried to enter Alchemax, only to find out he was working somewhere else. Parker Industries.

It was a much better company that built things and cures to help people. Their Experimental Division is under heavy supervision, which he was a part of. Miguel's office had a secret passage to improved Spider-Man gear.

He looks at the founder statues. It was Parker, his old love, Gwen, and his new love, Mary Jane, saying, "With Great Power, comes Great Responsibility."

Parker. What the shock have you done now?

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Peter was sitting in front of the giant Christmas Tree, thinking where it all went wrong. Trusting for Quentin Beck. Interrupting Doctor Strange. Requesting for everyone to forget Peter Parker.

No matter how you look at it, he dug his own grave. Now he has to lie in it. He got up and he walked back to his crappy apartment, laughing at his misery. He tugs himself in a corner of his room. Will life get any better? He doubts that.

He didn't see a man wearing a full mask and leather jacket stalking him in the shadows, holding a mystical tablet on his back.

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"How bad is it?"

"The kid is all by himself, alone and miserable."

"Even I'm not that prone to that much angst."

"What could we do? It's not like we could fix whatever happened, right?"

"There's got to be something we could do, Miguel."

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Suddenly, a portal as a hand gives the Spider-Men a letter each.

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"Did anyone else see that?"

"If it was a portal with a hand and a letter, then yes."

"Is anyone else reading this?"

"If it says, 'In exchange for Peter-One's loved ones remembering him, I want you four and a selection of people of my choosing to react to your first-dimensional adventure,' then yes."

"Should we take it?"

"I don't see any downsides to that, other than letting others see our more embarrassing moments that time..."

"A small price to pay for the betterment of the little Parker."

"Miguel's right. Everyone in?"

"Alright. I always wanted to see the future."

"Sure. It'll be fun teasing you all."

"I'm in. It will be interesting seeing villains from your times."

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Another portal shows up as a young adult man floats above them, phasing in and out at their locations in milliseconds.

"Let's do this, then."