Previously: Peter recruited Mei Lin, aka Silkblade, a blade-dancer with thread-cleansing powers. The Web-Core now numbers three, but a dangerous collapse is underway in Earth-818 — the last known location of Spider-Man 2099.
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🌀 Location: Dimensional Drift Tunnel — En Route to Earth-818
Stabilized Portal Created by America Chavez
Peter floated in a swirling tunnel of colors, memories flashing by like ghosts: Uncle Ben's death. Gwen falling. Aunt May in a hospital bed. Earths he'd never seen — but felt like home.
> 📘 SYSTEM MESSAGE:
🌐 Thread Destination: Earth-818
Status: Collapse in Progress
Target: Miguel O'Hara
Role: Web-Hub Guardian
Warning: Reality-Eater Signature Detected
> 🧠 DUMAS: "So just to recap: we're traveling into a timeline that's literally melting, to recruit a time-cop who hates variants, while a cosmic termite tries to eat our faces."
Peter looked at the spinning dimensional rift ahead.
"I'm starting to miss midterms."
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🌆 Location: Nueva York — Earth-818
The team emerged into darkness.
What was once a bright neon-future had turned into a hollow husk. The sky was fractured, like a dome of broken glass. Hovercars were frozen mid-crash, blinking lights stuck in time. And spider-drones patrolled the air — all offline.
Peter looked around. "This was supposed to be Miguel's territory…"
Wanda stepped forward. "It's not just broken. It's been hollowed out."
> 📘 SCAN: Web-Hub Node Failure Detected
Local Time Stability: 31%
Threat Presence: CONFIRMED
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Suddenly, the air screamed.
A being materialized from the broken sky — tall, faceless, body lined with burning red web-veins. As it walked, pieces of buildings faded into ash.
It didn't break reality. It deleted it.
The Devourer.
Peter's breath caught.
> 🧠 DUMAS: "That's it. The thing behind the Reavers. It's consuming timelines at the root. Pure entropy."
It turned toward the team, and… spoke in silence.
"THREADS OUT OF PLACE. TRIM. ERASE. RESET."
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Then came the strike.
A blast of null-light surged forward — like antimatter. Mei Lin blocked it with crossed blades, but was thrown back. America Chavez blinked behind it with a star-portal and landed a punch — which passed through.
No effect.
Even Wanda's chaos pulse fizzled out.
"I can't touch it," she gasped. "It has no core. No destiny. It exists outside possibility."
Peter gritted his teeth. "Then maybe someone inside this world still can."
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🧭 SYSTEM LOCATION SCAN:
> ☑️ Miguel O'Hara Detected
Status: Injured
Location: Sub-Hub 4 — Timeline Server Core
Distance: 6.2 km underground
Peter turned to America.
"Can you portal us in?"
"Not inside collapsed zones," she winced. "Reality's too twisted."
Peter nodded. "Then we swing the old-fashioned way."
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🕷️ Underground Transit Tunnels — Sub-Hub 4
After navigating a gauntlet of collapsed metro lines and warped time-loops (one that nearly aged Mei Lin 10 years), they reached a flickering vault.
Inside: Miguel O'Hara, bruised, suit cracked, holding a broken thread-spool in his hand.
He looked up.
"Finally," he said with a rasp. "Took you long enough."
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Peter stepped forward.
"Multiverse is breaking. I'm building something to stop it. A Web-Core. We need you."
Miguel narrowed his eyes. "I warned them. Everyone. That the Web couldn't handle this many threads. That variants destabilize the loom."
Peter flinched. "You're blaming us?"
"No," Miguel said. "I'm blaming the Loomkeeper. He went rogue. He started this."
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> 📘 SYSTEM KEYWORD DETECTED:
Term: Loomkeeper
Role: Architect of the Web of Life and Destiny
Status: MISSING / CORRUPTED
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Miguel slowly stood.
"I built a failsafe. A dimensional stabilizer. It can seal corrupted threads — if powered by four Nexus-threaded Spiders."
Peter's eyes widened. "We have three."
Miguel smiled faintly. "Then I'm your fourth."
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Suddenly, alarms screamed. The Devourer had found them.
It phased through walls like fog, warping the room around it into black mesh and nonexistence.
Peter yelled, "Go! I'll stall it!"
Wanda: "Not alone!"
Mei Lin stepped forward. "We're all tangled in this."
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⚔️ Final Sequence: Escape vs. Erasure
America formed a warp-tunnel toward the upper crust of the city. Miguel and Wanda began booting the stabilizer core.
Peter fought the Devourer — alone — for 30 seconds that felt like forever.
Its strikes twisted his bones through possibility logic — forcing him to fight versions of himself that had already lost.
He screamed. The system bled warnings.
> SYSTEM CORRUPTION: 12%
Warning: Identity Fragmentation Risk
Then Wanda snapped her fingers — chaos magic igniting like wildfire — and Miguel activated the stabilizer.
The Devourer let out a soundless scream… and shattered.
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> 📘 SYSTEM UPDATE:
✅ Miguel O'Hara Joined Web-Core
Role: Web-Stabilizer
Heroism +15
Chaos Corruption: Neutralized
Thread-Balance: Partial Recovery
Global Threat Status: PAUSED
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🕸️ Epilogue: Earth-818 Safe Zone
Peter sat on a cracked rooftop with Miguel, drinking nutrient packs.
"I thought you hated teams," Peter said.
"I hate losing worse," Miguel replied.
Wanda approached. "That wasn't the last of them."
Peter nodded. "But now we have four."
He looked out over the horizon — stars shining again through the once-broken sky.
"One thread at a time."