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Spiderman in DC (SMiD)

Spider-Man in DC is a Spider-Man tragedy that burns through the common expectations to expose DC's demented dark side. Jake is a protagonist pitted against the best and worst in DC from the second he steps into this world. He goes from moments of humanness with Catwoman to absolute terror as he gets tortured in the hands of Harley Quinn and Gotham. He might survive a brutal battle against Batman, only for the universe to send the cosmic bounty hunter, Lobo -- The Main Man himself -- on his tail. Some things are not meant to be survived, and Jake finds out the hard way. However, nothing is impossible. Even in the absoluteness of Death, Jake survives and adapts. He doesn't rise above his trauma. He metabolizes it, and uses it against the very world that wants to destroy him. A/N: Nothing good happens in this story. The first volume is a villain origin story, and the origin is that the world made him useful. Be advised: Gore (MC gets tortured in Arc 2), body horror, chemical compulsion played as horror not fetish. Your favourite characters will get hurt. Volume Structure: Volume 1: Death appears (Death happens): #1 - #85 Volume 2: Despair appears (The world loses Hope). #86 - Present Volume 3: Destruction comes in (The World Ends) Volume 4: Desire takes control (Peace was always a lie) Volume 5: Delirium (the world unmade itself) Volume 6: Dream (the game was always rigged). Volume 7: Destiny (In the end, this was always the path). Volume 8: The End (The Hour is Nigh). Disclaimer! I own nothing in DC, Marvel, or the Sandman Universe.
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Spider-Man Reborn

⚠️ Content Warning This fan novel contains themes of loss, grief, violence, and light mature/romantic elements. While written to be accessible for teen readers, it includes emotional intensity and character struggles that may not be suitable for very young audiences. All characters and source material belong to Marvel. This is a fan-made “What If” story imagining Spider-Man’s rebirth. --- Peter Parker’s story has always been one of sacrifice. Uncle Ben, taken too soon. Aunt May, lost to a cruel virus born of Doc Ock’s madness. Gwen Stacy, stolen by tragedy. Mary Jane, swallowed by time and responsibility. And in the end, Peter stood with Anti-Venom against Knull, the god of symbiotes. They fought with everything they had—yet even heroes can fall. And then… he wakes. The year is 2013. Peter is fifteen again. Uncle Ben alive. Aunt May smiling. Gwen laughing. The spider bite not yet written into destiny. But the memories remain—death, destruction, sacrifice. They burn inside him like fire. This time, Peter swears, he will not be the weak boy mocked by Flash, nor the man who watched everyone slip through his fingers. He will train. He will prepare. He will protect. Before Venom. Before Knull. Before fate itself. With foresight as his weapon—and the lingering presence of Anti-Venom at his side—Peter Parker begins the impossible: to rewrite destiny, shield the ones he loves, and rise once more as Spider-Man. The rebirth has begun. ---
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Spider-Man: between guilt, love, and responsibility

Peter understood the world too soon: he learned that promises are as fragile as pencil lead, cracking at the slightest friction; that life is as volatile as ethyl ether, evaporating before anyone even notices; and, above all, that there is a silent mathematics used every day to calculate a person's worth. The world only cares about results, and he was drowning in the negative values he brought his aunt and uncle. Then the spider bite came earlier than expected: the bite that should have destroyed his adolescence came to destroy his childhood instead, quickening his muscles, senses, and reflexes, while visions that didn't belong to him surged into his mind, pushing a nine-year-old body into a power he hadn't asked for and didn't know how to carry. Everything grew all at once, the wrong way and at the wrong time; once again, he had no control over his own life. The final push he needed arrived, and he ran: Peter couldn't afford to add any more weight to the debt he owed his aunt and uncle. The old man was the one who appeared first, stumbling over his own shadow on some forgotten street, carrying empty bottles and promises he no longer even made to himself. Two strangers, two burdens no one wanted to carry, decided to trade their weight. The ritual had no elegant name, no ceremony: it was pure desperation, turned into words. Photographs faded in his aunt and uncle's drawers, a name vanished from attendance lists, a bed went cold in a room no one remembered existed anymore. Where a nine-year-old boy once drowned in negative numbers, only a spider mask remained. hero.
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