Spider-Man 0X

Ch: 210 [Alex Wilson]

[Peter's first person POV]

After dealing with Shaw, I got out of the mirror dimension. Emma and Chat were still waiting for me in that alley.

"Hey," I said casually as I walked up to them.

"Hey? What about Shaw?" Emma asked with a serious expression. She knows how strong Shaw was, so obviously she would be worried.

"He won't be bothering us anymore," I said.

"Where is he? Did you kill him?" She asked.

"I don't want to talk about it. I can say he won't be coming after you guys again. But you already know about his henchmen, right? Without Shaw, they will be fighting among themselves to take over his seat. That's where you come in. Clean up the final loose ends along with your new teammates," I said as I opened a portal back to the base.

"What about you?" Chat asked as we all walked through the portal.

"I'm still in the middle of my training. So, for the next few weeks, you people will have to take care of things here. I'll drop in from time to time to see how things are going," I said as I walked to the fridge and took out a bottle of water.

"Alright, sounds good. And what about your girlfriend's training?" Emma asked.

"Michelle needs real-life situations. So, take her with you and show her around the ropes. With her brain and the training program in her suit, she should be fine. Don't worry. If something happens, I'll be there to help," I said after drinking some water.

"Sounds like you have everything figured out," Emma said as she sat on the chair before the computer.

"Yup! I had enough fun for now. Time to train," I said as I opened a portal back to Kamar-Taj. "Oh, by the way. Tell Frank that he's in charge of the team till I return. He's smart enough to know what to do."

Emma nodded. "Sure."

"Are you trying to read my mind, Emma?" I asked as I felt her psychic energy around my head.

"That's a nice power you got there, Spidey. Nullification?" She said as she retracted her psychic energy.

"Who knows? Anyway, if you want to know something, just ask me," I said with a shrug before stepping through the portal.

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After a month at Kamar-Taj, my understanding of magic had grown exponentially. The daily grind of training with the Ancient One had pushed me to new levels of power and understanding. Summoning spells, reality warping, and even more advanced magic came naturally after the intense, grueling days of practice. But I knew I was only scratching the surface of what magic could do.

Wanda joined me after the first week. I could tell she just wanted to finally master her reality-wrapping ability, and we pushed each other harder than ever. Together, we sparred, bent reality to our will, and learned how to weave magic with precision and power. The Ancient One's guidance was invaluable, pointing out our flaws and forcing us to overcome our weaknesses. Wanda's chaos magic had a fluid, natural quality, while my own approach was more calculated, more... deliberate.

Then it happened.

About three weeks in, during one of our training sessions, something inside me shifted. I wasn't casting any spell in particular, just working through some basic reality-warping exercises. But then, out of nowhere, an unfamiliar energy burst from my body. It wasn't magic. It wasn't Chi either. This was something else entirely—raw, uncontrollable power.

I barely had time to react before the ground around me started to crack. The walls of Kamar-Taj began trembling, and the very air itself vibrated as if the dimension was destabilizing. Wanda stepped back, eyes wide, clearly sensing the same thing.

The Ancient One appeared almost immediately, her calm demeanor masking her concern. "Peter," she said, her voice steady, "you must control it."

"I'm trying," I gritted out, feeling the energy surge through me, threatening to tear everything apart. My body felt like it was on fire, but this was different from any spell or magic I'd ever felt. It was pure force, something primal and destructive. The mirrors on the walls shattered, and the sky outside darkened unnaturally as if it were responding to this outburst.

Wanda tried to stabilize the area around me, casting a barrier of chaos magic, but the new energy ripped through it like paper. I clenched my fists, trying to reign it in, but each second felt like the power was slipping further from my control.

The Ancient One stepped forward, placing her hand on my shoulder. "This is not something you can fight, Peter. You must guide it. Accept it."

"Accept it?" I snapped, barely able to contain my frustration. "It's tearing this place apart!"

"You cannot reject what is part of you," she said calmly, her eyes locking onto mine. "That Celestial power is a part of you."

"You knew?" I yelled while barely holding onto this raw energy.

She nodded. "I sensed it the first time we met. But you weren't ready back then, but now, you are. Trust yourself, Peter. Let it flow through you. And above all, don't fight it."

I took a deep breath, closed my eyes, and focused on the power that was coursing through me. I could feel it fighting to eliminate all the magic and Chi I had in my body. It wants to replace them and take the top place. So, Sims wasn't lying back then. This overwhelming power... This feeling... So much power...

As the power surged through me, I felt everything blur for a moment. My vision dimmed, replaced by a swirling void, dark and suffocating. My surroundings vanished, Kamar-Taj, Wanda, and the Ancient One fading into nothingness. All that remained was the overwhelming force coursing through me, like a storm raging inside, and then... the whispers.

"You are more than this," a voice echoed from the void, cold and seductive. "You are beyond magic, beyond any mortal limitation."

I couldn't tell where it was coming from—inside my head or from some distant place. It spoke with an authority that was almost intoxicating.

"Why bind yourself to the constraints of the weak? Why struggle with spells and the petty games of men?" the voice continued, each word filling me with a dangerous sense of confidence, superiority. "You are superior. You are power itself, Peter."

Another voice joined in, this one darker, almost growling. "This world, these people... they don't matter. Only power matters. Only you matter."

My hands began to glow with that unfamiliar energy again, the sheer force of it vibrating through my bones. I felt a pulse of anger, of hunger, rising inside me. The need to prove it—to show the universe what I was capable of. It was as if the whispers were fanning a fire I didn't even know was there.

"You could reshape everything," the first voice urged. "No more struggles, no more weaknesses. You could own reality itself. You don't need Kamar-Taj. You don't need anyone. You are enough."

I gritted my teeth, trying to hold on to my thoughts, but the temptation was overwhelming. The power felt... right. It was calling to me, offering me the chance to cast aside everything that had held me back.

"Why should you care for their world? For their lives?" the growling voice pushed further. "You are beyond them, above them. Take what is yours, claim your destiny."

The words dug deep into me, amplifying the raw emotion and primal force swirling in my chest. I could feel myself slipping, my thoughts clouded by the allure of power. The whispers grew louder, more insistent. I was on the edge, standing at the precipice of something enormous, something terrifying.

And then, for a brief second, I wanted it. I wanted to give in. To embrace that power, to let go of everything else, to feel superior. The whispers promised so much, and I could see it. I could see the world bending at my feet, the sky itself reshaping at my will.

But then, from somewhere far away, a faint voice cut through the chaos.

"Peter..."

I looked back with a large grin, intoxicated by that raw power coursing through my body. "Who are you?" I asked.

Then with a flash of light, he came in front of me. It was... Me! The real me. Not Peter Parker. No, that's Alex Wilson. The me from my past life. There he was standing. His body was shimmering with a golden energy that wasn't magic or Chi.

"You..." I whispered as I stood frozen in place.

He gave me a faint smile. "You have a choice here, Peter... No, Alex."

"You are me, aren't you?" I asked as I stared at his face. We looked so similar yet different.

"Nope. I'm just an alternate version of you. I was passing by and thought, 'what the hell? Let me check on this idiot.' So, here I am," he said as he shrugged.

"You are like the Ancient One... An entity from a higher realm, right? You surpassed everyone, right?" I asked.

"I'm nothing like that. I just said I'm an alternate version of you, but yeah, you can say I've surpassed everyone in multiple realities," He said with an arrogant grin, praising himself.

I threw a bolt of celestial energy at him to test him. His arrogant smile didn't disappear, instead, he casually caught the bolt with his hand.

"Quality: Decrease," He said.

Instantly, the bolt of energy decreased in quality, turning into low-grade energy before disappearing just like that.

"What?" I said, stunned by what I saw. He didn't use any magic or Chi, and he did it casually.

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AN: Yup. That's the OG Alex Wilson from My Harem in DC & Marvel Multiverse.

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