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39: Fuck Yes!

Peter chuckled at their behavior before his gaze wandered off to Gwen. She was sitting silently, though she did seem to notice his gaze and glanced at him, smiling slightly as she did so. She waved him a hi, and then, the teacher walked in and they had to go back to doing what they were supposed to do.

… Studying.

Peter sighed.

The whole day was uneventful.

Except for one, particular thing.

Which was the English class.

As the time for that class came, Peter was already bored beyond belief. Some students were already sleeping in the back, and some really annoying ones were still paying attention to the 'studying'.

Midtown High had another surprise in store for him. A surprise he liked wholeheartedly.

When his English class started, a woman walked into the class holding a book and wearing a black pencil skirt and blue blouse. Her hair was red and curly and her figure was just…

Dayum-Peter could only define her as a 'jade beauty' that could cause wars between nations. Peter would admit, she was so fucking hot, and he was thinking with his dick again.

He had recognized her, of course.

Natasha Romanoff. Also known as, the Black Widow. She was teaching his class. As she entered, those eyes of hers met with his for a single moment before seemingly fixing on him.

"Good morning, class." She said to the class, and Peter sat still, listening quietly. "My name is Natalie Maxwell; I'll be your substitute English until Mr. Harrington returns." She smiled.

'Fuck him,' Peter thought, squinting his eyes slightly.

She was sent here to spy on Peter, wasn't she?

But… he'd been careful enough, and he even had his suit invisible now, so why?

Peter sighed, grinned, and focused on her.

Another target.

It was Natasha fucking Romanoff, of course, he was going to fuck her, why would he let this chance go by? He'd be an idiot if he let this go in vain. She'd presented herself like this, he'd take a bite, doesn't matter if the 'Black Widow' turned out to be poisonous or not.

Another redhead? Fuck yeah!-and if he knew something, it was that redheads are wild. And he wasn't going to let this chance go.

"Open the book and go pag…"

She started teaching like a professional teacher, and while all that was happening, her gaze would wander toward him. Though Peter did find it a bit strange; why was she being so obvious if she was spying on him? She was a professional spy for God's sake.

Wait…

Peter glanced behind him, it was just Michele, no one else, so she was definitely out of suspicion, since, well, she had nothing about her that could be considered spying worthy.

So, it had to be him.

… By why?

From the way she was being so obvious, Peter knew that this mission was something else. If she knew that she was spying Spider-Man, she would have been more careful.

Peter sighed, shaking his head out of it; this was really not the time to be thinking about this shit.

The whole school day went by quite quickly, and soon, it was time for the lunch break. Peter looked at Liz and MJ, who'd been staring at him since the bell for the lunch break rang. They flinched as they met his gaze, probably assuming he'd want to fuck them again, but Peter wasn't really into it today.

He didn't want to do that, so he just walked into the cafeteria and sat down to eat with Ned, Gwen, and Michele Jones-who was sitting quite far away, but at the same table.

"How're you doing?" Peter asked Gwen. "Any problem with the check-ups?"

Gwen shook her head.

"No, there's no problem. I'm fine… and so is the baby." She whispered the last part out so that Ned or Michele won't hear.

"That's good to hear." Peter smiled at her and held her hand. That's when someone sat at their table. Peter and Gwen looked up, only to spot Betty smiling at them before she gave Ned a look.

"'Sup? Babe?" She said sweetly before she and Ned started talking.

"Oh, she's Ned's girlfriend, by the way. She's been sitting with us for a while now." Gwen informed.

"I know," Peter said, grinning. "Ned finally got himself a girl. How surprising, right?"

Gwen giggled before her gaze wandered off to Michele.

"What about her?"

Peter shrugged, "I don't know. You ask her?"

Gwen gave him a look before leaning towards Michele.

"Michele, right?" She asked with a sweet smile. "Why do you sit here? More importantly, why don't you talk?"

Michele shifted uncomfortably in her place.

"I used to sit here because these two losers were alone. But now, well…" She trailed off.

Peter almost choked on his food; losers?

"Then why are you still sitting here?" He asked her, frowning.

Michele shrunk on her seat slightly.

"W-well… because I don't have any friends…?"

Peter's frown vanished and he smiled.

"I mean, you can join our group." He said, and turned to Gwen-she nodded-before turning to Ned and Betty, who'd been all flirty for a while now.

"Oy, love birds?" He asked, snapping them out of their own little world.

"Yes?" Ned asked, looking at him.

"What about Michele here," Peter pointed at the introverted girl with his chin. "Joining our group? I mean, since Betty is here anyway, why not add her too?"

Ned didn't mull over it for long and answered before going back into his little world along with Betty.

"Sure."

Peter smiled at his answer and turned to look at Michele.

"See? not so difficult."

"Come sit with us," Gwen said.

Michele looked at them oddly for a moment before shifting from her place to a bit closer than them.

Peter knew she appeared-and acted-rude, but it was just her defense mechanism. In reality, she wanted to have friends. So, they'd be his friends.

Of course, he'd be her friend too, for a while, before he decided that the fruit was ripe and that it was time to take a bite and fuck her. She was one of his targets, so he didn't really mind. She was a sweet girl anyway, so whatever.

They ate their food while Gwen worked her magic and broke the ice between them, Michele was a bit more comfortable around them and was willing to talk now.

After the lunch break, they went back to their classes and Peter waited for school time to end before he made his way home.

While on his way, Peter decided to go into the market to buy some 'things'. He put them in his [Inventory].

Then, he portal'd near his house and walked in. He was early today, and May wasn't home. So, Peter changed, freshened up, and sat down on his chair before he started working on his game again.

The main thing it lacked right now was some much-needed sound effects and music.

Now, Peter wasn't really sure how to make sound effects and music, so he had to do some research online before downloading a free DAW (Digital Audio Workstation) and started messing around with it.

It was way more complicated than it needed to be, and it was mostly because of the fact that he was in late 2007. The technology wasn't really that high at this time, but it was still quite better than his previous world-when it was 2007, of course.

After he got some basic idea of how the DAW worked, Peter brought out the 'things' from his [Inventory] and set them up.

It was nothing special really.

Just a mic that could be connected through the USB port. And MIDI keyboard. Then, Peter took out the mics he'd found in the warehouse-they'd been 'left' by Silver-Sable. Peter worked his tech magic on them and made a good mic using the mic he bought and the ones left by Silver-Sable.

Then, he connected it to the computer and checked if it worked or not.

As expected, it did.

Peter smiled before he connected the MIDI keyboard as well.

Then? He started working and messing around with the DAW, the MIDI keyboard, and his mic to make sound effects. He had to find many things in his house that he could use as sound effects.

For example, he had to record water from the bathroom and use it as the sound effects for the river environment.

Just like that, it was nearing evening, and Peter was still busy with his game.

That's when he heard the door to his room opening as someone walked in and sat on his bed. Peter knew who this 'someone' was, of course, and that's precisely why he turned around to face her exhausted expression.

"Quite the tough day, it seems."

"You bet," May grumbled, massaging her neck.

"Then what can I do for you?" he smirked.

"Make me forget everything?"

Peter's smirk widened, and he jumped at her, waving her out of her clothes before he started ravaging her on his bed.

[Task Complete! Give Cunnilingus; Get Fellatio; Vaginal sex; Anal sex; and Hardcore!]

[29,800/20,000 SP]

Peter lay down beside the unconscious May.

He looked at her messed-up state and cursed.

Shit. he should really control himself.

Or…

Peter pondered; maybe he should start working on some kind of serum too? To make his lovers more powerful? Yeah sure, let's do that too.

"And… there's this too."

Peter sighed and looked at his system interface.

More specifically, the [Buyable Skills] panel.

[Intimate Healing] (10,000 SP)

Skill type: Passive

Description: The user can heal or repair any 'damage' to a female by performing acts of intimacy (hugging, kissing, sexual activity etcetera). The 'damage' in this case, denotes physical injury, wounds, psychological or soul damage, or emotional damage-if you would.

[Sexual Sight] (5,000 SP)

Skill type: Active

Description: The user is able to know everything about a person's sex life merely by looking at them in the eyes. This information includes the target's virginity status (whether they are a virgin or not. Both vaginal, or anal virginity). Shows further information about their likes and dislikes, sexual fetishes, sexual orientation, sexual desires, and their [Affection Level] for the user.

-[Affection Level] denotes the opinion, level of trust, and level of 'love'(if they're a female) of a target for the user.

[Sexual Boost] (3,000 SP)

Skill type: Active

Description: The user can induce a certain pheromone which will have certain effects on a single target at a time. This pheromone can cause complete sexual arousal (dripping/drenching cunt etcetera), extreme lust, enhanced sensitivity to sexual pleasure, and causes them to crave sexual interaction with the user.

-This is a sub-skill of [Beast's Scent]

-[Beast's Scent] is a requirement to have this skill. Otherwise, this skill won't work.

[Adjustable Penis] (2,000 SP)

Skill type: Passive

Description: The user's penis will fit women regardless of their sizes (be it small or big). The size of the penis will adjust so that the women, and in addition the user, can have the highest levels of pleasure.

-This is a sub-skill of [PP Size Manipulation]

-[PP Size Manipulation] is a requirement to have this skill. Otherwise, this skill won't work.

Peter should buy these, no? especially [Intimate Healing] since he was rough when it came to sex. That's why May was lying unconscious beside him too. So, this could really help as the 'damage' he'd do, could be healed and….

Wait! Doesn't that mean he can fuck any girl indefinitely!?

"This skill is fucking OP," Peter muttered, and the situation kind of sunk in.

If this skill was this OP, what about the others? And what about the ones he has yet to 'unlock'?

"Damn…" Peter muttered, a bit of excitement seeping into his voice.

Then, he quickly stood up, adjusted the unconscious May, and used [Erection] on his cock. It got erected in an instant.

Then, Peter slowly inserted it inside her pussy even as she was unconscious.

Subsequently, he bought and activated [Intimate Healing].

The grin that split his face just afterward was something to look at.

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Chapter 40

40: Buying and Testing new Skills! **

Peter bought [Intimate Healing] and his SP got deducted.

[-10,000 SP]

[19,800/20,000 SP]

Peter's heart bled seeing such a big amount of SP seeping away out of his grasp, but he also knew that he had to do this eventually and that it was worth it.

Peter sighed, his cock easing inside May's pussy as she moaned slightly in her sleep.

He looked at the skill's information.

[Intimate Healing]

Skill type: Passive

Description: The user can heal or repair any 'damage' of a female by performing acts of intimacy (hugging, kissing, sexual activity etcetera). The 'damage' in this case, denotes physical injury, wounds, psychological or soul damage, or emotional damage-if you would.

As this skill would heal any 'damage', doesn't that mean that Peter can fuck any girl indefinitely? After all, with his superhuman stamina, he doesn't need to care, and if the girl can just get healed with sexual acts…

Bruh…

'This is awesome.'

Peter thought, staring at May's butt healing-her ass cheeks had his hand prints on them. Handprints that were healing at a visible rate soon disappeared before even a second.

Peter grinned; this would be really helpful. Not only in sex, but in healing injuries as well. Of his lovers, of course.

After that, Peter bought [Sexual Sight] more skills.

[-5,000 SP]

[14,800/20,000 SP]

Then, Peter immediately checked its information just to make sure of some things.

[Sexual Sight]

Skill type: Active

-[Affection Level] denotes the opinion, level of trust, and level of 'love'(if they're a female) of a target for the user.

-Cost: SP depending on the target of the skill

Peter frowned, looking at the cost. It would cost SP? That was a bit of a turn off. But anyways, not like he's going to use it on every person he meets.

Peter stared at May's asleep face and activated [Sexual Sight].

[Scanning target… ]

[Target is a ‹Permanent Partner› so a cost is not required!]

Peter sighed, that was a relief, at least.

[Opening Panel… ]

Name: Maybelle "May" Parker

Title: Hottest Aunt, Needy Aunt, The MILF

Sex: Female

Age: 38

Species: Human

Status: Sleeping; having a sexual dream; Horny

Virgin: No

Anal Virgin: No

Affection: 100%

Love: 101% (Forbidden Love)

Horniness: 92%

Fear: 03%

Loyalty: 100%

Trust: 100%

Likes: Peter, Gwen, Likes getting handled by Peter, Peter's cock, Getting used by Peter as a cumdump, chokehold, anal, deepthroat…

Dislikes: Anyone who messes with Peter, Gwen, Mary Jane Watson…

Description: Loves you no matter what. She only loved you as a mother before, but due to recent happenings, she has accepted you as her 'husband' and wishes to live with you for her remaining life happily.

She's afraid that you might be stolen away by [Gwen Stacy] but also knows that she shouldn't interfere since it's your decision

Difficulty: She's already yours, what else do you want?

"…"

Peter was speechless.

'That's a bit too detailed, no?'

Peter sighed as he moved back and forth, fucking May to his desires even as she slept. Though she still released occasional moans in her sleep.

As Peter fucked her, he bought [Adjustable Penis] and saw his SP being seeped away in a bit of pain.

[-2,000 SP]

[12,800/20,000 SP]

Peter immediately felt his cock enlarging, shifting, and then, it felt as if May's pussy was made just for him. He opened the panel to see its information, and to check if there were any changes like the cost one in [Sexual Sight].

[Adjustable Penis]

Skill type: Passive

-This is a sub-skill of [PP Size Manipulation]

-[PP Size Manipulation] is a requirement to have this skill. Otherwise, this skill won't work.

'Oh, good, there are no changes.'

Peter thought as he grunted, suddenly feeling more pleasure from fucking her. May, too, released more moans.

Maybelle "May" Parker was asleep after a good night's fuck with Peter. She was having a nice dream, which started crumbling apart in a few moments. May was not sure as to what was happening, but one thing was certain, she was afraid.

Though the moment her eyes opened up, she realized that Peter was onto her, and his cock was hitting the deepest parts of her pussy.

May stiffened, shuddered, and let out a mona.

"P-Peter!?" she cried. "What are you doi-" her lips were sealed as Peter slammed his cock into her pussy and kissed her mouth shut.

May could do nothing but moan in his mouth.

Damnit. She was tired from the earlier session, so why was he doing this?

Though now that she thought about it, May couldn't really feel an ounce of tiredness. In fact, she felt reinvigorated.

Peter slammed his hips into her pussy, and she couldn't help but let out another moan.

"F-fuck!"

Peter picked her up, and turned her around before he grabbed her by her ass and started shoving deeper inside her with more speed. May's walls widened and stretched around his cock, and Peter grunted, feeling his cock twitching as he released his load inside her.

May was huffing, but as his hot semen entered her, her breathing calmed down-this seemed to be the work of his passive skill [Intimate Healing].

As he released inside her, Peter slipped his cock out of her before he pressed it against her butthole. Due to her love juices that were on his cock, and his cum, Peter was able to ease his cock inside her.

Again, Peter felt as if his dick was shifting inside her for a few moments before stopping. He could immediately notice the change as it was more than enough for him to feel that she was tight enough. Neither too wide nor too small for him.

It was perfect.

Peter's grunts were accompanied by May's loud moans as they kept going at it like animals for a few hours before Peter finally decided that it was time for him to buy the last skill as well.

[Would you like to buy ‹Sexual Boost›?]

[Y/N]

Peter swiftly thought of [Yes] as May rode on him in the reverse-cowgirl position.

[-3,000 SP]

[9,800/20,000 SP]

Peter sighed, a lot of SP just left his hands, but oh well, he could just earn some more. Anyways, Peter check information related to [Sexual Boost].

[Sexual Boost]

Skill type: Active

Description: The user can induce a certain pheromone which will have certain effects on a single target at a time. This pheromone can cause: complete sexual arousal (dripping/drenching cunt etcetera), extreme lust, enhanced sensitivity to sexual pleasure, and causing them to crave sexual interaction with the user.

-This is a sub-skill of [Beast's Scent]

-[Beast's Scent] is a requirement to have this skill. Otherwise, this skill won't work.

Uses: 1 times/day (more uses can be bought)

Time limit: 60 mins

Peter immediately activated this skill, setting May as its target.

The effects were immediate; May started jumping on his cock faster and harder and moaned even louder. Her pussy walls clenched around him and her eyes went back into her skull as she started giggling lightly. Peter was a bit surprised by this sudden change.

Peter let her do as she pleased for a little while over 30 minutes before he caught her, threw her on the side of the bed gently, and positioned her as such that her back was pressed against the bed, her shoulders on the ground, while he was on top of her spread legs. Then, Peter put his cock in her, activating [Erection] mid-thrust.

The night was still young, and Peter was ready to fuck her till morning.

And fuck he did, the moans May let out during the whole night were an indication of that.

Peter got up from the bed when he thought that he'd had enough for now. It was early in the morning, and May fell asleep just after he let her go. Even though [Intimate Healing] healed her 'damage', she was still somewhat sleepy, so she just fell asleep when Peter was done with her.

Peter made sure that her mind protection spell was working properly.

After that, Peter went to the bathroom and did his morning rituals. He ordered some food; he wasn't really in the mood to cook today.

Peter worked on his game while he waited for the food to arrive before he ate, left May's share, and picked up his bag, making his way to school.

The school day was as boring as ever. During the lunch break, however, Peter gestured for Mary Jane and Liz to follow him. Peter had to work a bit extra hard so that Gwen won't see them. He took them to a secluded area and then opened up a portal to the warehouse. Yuri wasn't there, of course. He'd made sure of that.

Even though Liz and MJ were a bit startled when a yellow sparkly circle came out of nowhere and Peter walked inside without any hesitation, they still followed him in, fearing for the worse. Just as they got in though, the yellow sparkly circle vanished, and they stared around in awe. They weren't in the school anymore.

This… wasn't their school… it was someplace else.

Peter, on the other hand, webbed them up before pulling them to the bed he'd made with his webs. Throwing them on top, Peter put his clothes in his [Inventory]. Then, he cast three spells on them.

Contraceptive-100 % pregnancy protection.

A spell to protect their mind from being read by anyone, until a certain level, of course.

And a [Forced Contract].

Which stated that they couldn't reveal any sensitive information about him to anyone-like the fact that he could use yellow sparkly thingies to move from one place to another, or that he's spider-man, something they've figured out by now.

There were a lot of other conditions, but there isn't time for the boring stuff.

Peter tore them out of their webs and ordered.

"Get naked, you two."

They shuddered. Both wanted to say something, but a single cold stare made them gulp back whatever they had on their lips.

Then, they did what they were asked-getting naked.

Peter rubbed his hands together, smiling internally.

This is, technically, the first threesome he's going to have after his system leveled up. Which meant that he'd get 10 times more SP.

And…

"You'll be role-playing as my dogs. So say nothing but bark, and moan nothing but a whimper."

This, too, would give 10 more SP.

As Peter had said so many times before, these bitches were going to be his SP farm.

"Am I clear?"

"C-cristal!" Both yelled.

Peter frowned at them, hard.

Understanding his intention, Mary Jane Watson couldn't help but blush in embarrassment. That's exactly why she barked like a bitch-which is a female dog, technically.

Liz followed Mary Jane's steps, barking like a bitch.

Both of them had decided to be his bitches after much contemplation. Which they'd had more than 2 weeks of time for.

They didn't know, not even Peter, but [Beast's Scent] has an effect. It makes a target, which was under its influence even once, be biased to having a sexual relationship with the user-which, in this scenario, would be Peter.

So, this was mind manipulation, but they didn't need to know that.

Not even Peter.

Peter got in between his bitches as they got on their knees with their tongues out. They immediately lashed at his [Erection] hard cock. Peter wasn't going to go easy on them, not in the slightest.

All in all, this was one of the best fucks he-or the bitches for the matter-ever had. By the end of it, both were left with the desire for more.

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Chapter 41

41: Level up!

[Tasks complete! Give Cunnilingus; Get Fellatio; Vaginal sex; Anal sex; Hardcore]

[+1,600 SP] (Mary Jane Watson + Liz Allan)

[Task complete! Whipping] X2

[As this is her first time, the reward is multiplied by 10!] X2

[+2,000 SP] (Mary Jane Watson + Liz Allan)

[Task complete! Role-play sex] X2

[As this is her first time, the reward is multiplied by 10!] X2

[+5,000 SP] (Mary Jane Watson + Liz Allan)

[Task complete! Threesome]

[As this is her first time, the reward is multiplied by 10!] X2

[+6,000 SP] (Mary Jane Watson + Liz Allan)

[Task complete! Get Fellatio (From more than one woman at the same time)]

[As this is the user's first time receiving a Fellatio from more than one woman at the same time, the reward is multiplied by 10!]

[5,000 SP]

[29,400/20,000 SP]

[Would you like to Level-UP!]

[Y/N]

Peter lay beside his newly found bitches, surprised at the number of SP he just got.

Fucking Christ, he just got nearly 20k SP from these two girls, didn't he?

Peter was, quite literally, dumbfounded.

Mary Jane was lying on his right, and Liz was on his left. Both girls were seemingly asleep. Peter knew that they wouldn't be able to make it back to school even If he teleported them-because, well, it was well past school time. He had, after all, fucked them for quite some time.

Right now, Peter was in a dilemma.

Should he just level up right now?

'Actually, what is there to think about?' Peter chuckled and thought of [Yes], as he clenched his chest, watching his precious SP getting consumed, just like that.

[-20,000 SP]

[Congratulations! The system has leveled up!]

[Lvl: 02 ➜ Lvl: 03]

[Updating the system!]

[A new feature ‹Memory Fragments› added!]

[As a reward for reaching Lvl: 03, A Reward has been issued!]

[+Memory Fragment]

[Loading System Interface!]

Peter stared at the interface in front of him, as he rubbed both Liz's and MJ's asses.

System Level: [Lvl: 03]

System Points (SP): [9,400 /50,000 SP]

(SP can be used to level up the system, or buy skills and whatever is in the [Store].)

Assimilation: 0%

Partners: 05

[Gwen Stacy (17) (Human-Mutate) (Permanent)]

[Yuriko Watanabe-(26) (Human) (Permanent)]

[Mary Jane Watson-(18) (Human) (Permanent - Slave)]

[Liz Allan-(18) (Human) (Permanent - Slave)]

[Maybelle "May" Parker-(38) (Human) (Permanent)]

Skills: 08

[Beast Mode]

Skill Type: Active/Passive (depends)

Description: Completes a given task with the most optimal method. No emotional interference. Just a goal, and a beast who has to reach that goal no matter what.

-Can only be used once a week (Active) (No side-effects other than constant arousal and erection until relieved through a woman, using any method. Sex, Fellatio (mouth fucking), blowjob etcetera.)

-If the situation calls for it, this mode will be automatically turned on. (Passive) (Constant Erection until relieved. Body in heat. Fuzzy mind. No control over the body, and a few more. More inclined towards doing something which you normally wouldn't do (say, sex in public))

[Beast Scent]

Description: secretes a scent that makes women in a certain radius aroused and sexually attracted to the user.

-Max usage: 2 times/day

-Max radius: 5 meters

-Works for 30 minutes only

Sub-Skill: [Sexual Boost]

Skill type: Active

Description: The user can induce a certain pheromone which will have certain effects on a single target simultaneously. This pheromone can cause: complete sexual arousal (dripping/drenching cunt etcetera), extreme lust, enhanced sensitivity to sexual pleasure, and causing them to crave sexual interaction with the user.

Uses: 1 times/day (more uses can be bought)

Time limit: 60 mins

[PP size manipulation]

Description: Permanently increases penis length and has further Erection Manipulation.

-Size increase: Permanent

-Sub-Skill: [Erection (Lvl: 01)]

Skill type: Active

Descriptions: Allows the user to erect without having to do foreplay. It gives greater pleasure, temporarily increases cock length and the amount of semen will increase each level

-Sub-Skill: [Adjustable Penis]

Skill type: Passive

[Inventory(Lvl: 01)]

[Description: Dimensional storage which can store anything and everything inside given that it does not violate certain conditions.

-10 cubic meter storage(increases at each level up of the skill)]

[Intimate Healing]

Skill type: Passive

[Sexual Sight]

Skill type: Active

-[Affection Level] denotes the opinion, level of trust, and level of 'love'(if they're a female) of a target for the user.

-Cost: SP depending on the target of the skill

[Buyable Skills]

…

[Seductive Magnetism] (100,000 SP)

Skill type: Active

Description: The user radiates an 'aura' of attractiveness, naturally inducing titillating pleasure and carnal desire while subtly lifting inhibitions. The affected targets remain fully themselves, but can't help but long for the user's favor and affection. The affected target can't bring themselves to harm the user except as a last resort-they feel like the user is an irreplicable treasure, too precious to be lost.

-It should be noted that the user does not need to do anything, their mere presence brings pleasure, and attracts attention, and admiration.

-The user's very presence seduces all around them into being captivated by the user. This influence affects those around the user on an instinctual, unconscious level so that they are left unable to harm the user and can only obey his every command (Males and Females alike).

-Others feel a pull towards the user, even if they can't justify it, and feel immediately bonded.

-The user ends up with unnaturally high charisma or charm that enables them to garner the trust and loyalty of others and win them over, regardless of popularity or skill.

Note: this skill has different yet similar effects on males and females.

[Intimacy Manipulation] (50,000 SP)

Skill type: passive

Description: Every woman around the user is more open to intimate acts. This skill denotes mutual vulnerability, and openness to 'sharing' the user with other women. This has both physical and emotional effects.

-Physical Intimacy Is about touch and closeness between bodies, which, in a romantic relationship, might contain: holding hands, hugging, kissing, cuddling, and sex.

-Emotional Intimacy involves a perception of closeness to another that allows sharing of personal feelings, accompanied by expectations of understanding, affirmation, and demonstration of caring.

More buyable skills will be added as the System Levels up from [Lvl: 03] ➜ [Lvl: 04] and so on.

The skills available at [Lvl: 03] will vanish if not acquired before [Lvl: 04]. And the skills on [Lvl: 04] will vanish if not acquired before [Lvl: 05]. And so on.

-Acquired skills stay permanently.

SP earning process: Through tasks and quests

The more tasks and quests completed; the more SP earned.

-Accepting tasks/quests is entirely up to the user.

-The Beast System does not force user to do anything. Anything. The user is to do what he desires. This statement is only related to Quests/Tasks. The side effects or cons of using a [Skill] are different. they may even force things.

Permanent tasks to earn System Points (SP):

[Kiss a woman who is not a "Permanent Partner" (50 SP)] (Go kiss prostitutes-free points)

[Give Cunnilingus (100 SP)] (Shove your tongue in that pussy!)

[Get Fellatio (100 SP)] (Sit back, relax, and enjoy-or force 'em to gag on your cock, if that's what you're into)

[Whipping (100 SP)] (whip someone who likes getting whipped)

[Vaginal sex (150 SP)] (I want a pussy, you want a pussy, everyone wants a pussy)

[Anal sex (200 SP)] (Every hole is a goal)

[Hardcore (250 SP)] (Oooooh, like it rough eh?)

[Fuck a married woman in front of her husband (300 SP)] (Cuck him! Muhahahah)

[Role-play sex (250 SP)] (fuck me daddy etcetera)

[Threesome (300 SP)] (God!)

[Foursome (400 SP)] (GOD!)

[Get Fellatio (From more than one woman at the same time) (500 SP)] (Heaven)

[Fuck someone to near death (1000 SP)] (Oh…)

[Fuck someone to death (5000 SP)] (…)

[Tasks may be generated on the spot]

Note:

1) The earned System Points are multiplied by 10 given that it's the girl's first time doing/experiencing such acts

(For example: doing vaginal sex with a virgin would give [1500 SP] instead of [150 SP])

2): All the permanent methods can give you SP only once every day per girl.

Quests: [Peace]

Memory Fragments: [Edward ? (01)]

Store: Locked (Unlock when reached 10% assimilation)

Peter ignored the skills for now and focused on the new feature that got added.

[Memory Fragments]

Description: Anything and everything has a record. A record that the Akashic Records holds. They have every bit of information you could ever ask for. You can 'read' through a record-or its fragment, for that matter.

-The user can view any fragment they may come across.

-The user can only view Memory Fragments for now as AR cannot allow more than this. World laws prevent them

Current Fragments: 01

[Edward ? (01)]

Peter was a bit surprised but he quickly understood where this was going. Using this, he could 'read' any record's fragment. Memory Fragments. That meant, that if he were to live through a Memory Fragment where a martial artist went through a set of techniques, he'd be able to replicate them easily.

He could also get so much information about so many things.

But that, right now, wasn't what was on his mind. His gaze was only stuck on the one Memory Fragment he currently had.

Peter clicked on it mentally.

[Edward ? (01)]

Description: A Memory Fragment of the being known as Edward ?. AR has rewarded the user with this first Memory Fragment so that the user can get started. The other Memory Fragments of the being known as Edward ? will be given periodically, and when particular conditions are met.

[Would you like to read ‹Memory Fragments›?]

[Y/N]

Peter's expression was unreadable.

He understood what a Memory Fragment was now, so he also knew that this Memory Fragment would probably have Edward's memories. Peter knew that if he were to go through this, he would come to know about Edward… which means that he'll know about himself.

Peter knew that 'Peter Parker' died the day 'he' woke up and ráped Gwen afterward. He knew that he was Edward with Peter's memories. And not Peter with Edward's memories. It was confusing, but he knew that Peter was dead, and Edward-who did not know who he really is-thinks that he was Peter.

Peter was, in some way, self-aware of his situation.

And he knew that if he read this Memory Fragment, he'd be more 'Edward' and less 'Peter'. It'd go like this until nothing of Peter remains, and only 'Edward' is left-with Peter's memories, of course.

Again, it was so very confusing.

But… the remaining 'Peter', was afraid of vanishing.

What will happen after he becomes more 'Edward'?

Will 'Peter' cease to exist?

'Will I… be the same?'

Peter closed his eyes, got up, and woke the two girls forcefully, throwing their clothes-which were clean-at them.

"Go home," he ordered before his Spider-Man suit appeared on his body and he swung out of the warehouse.

Peter swung for quite a while, all while he was thinking.

Should he, do it?

Or should he not?

Peter bit his lips.

He, after all, knew that in the end, it didn't really matter if he wanted to do it or. This was necessary. He won't be able to get strong without this.

So, Peter got home.

May was home, so he hugged her tightly, kissed her passionately, and had sex before he went inside his room.

Shutting it with a loud thud.

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Chapter 42

42: Memory Fragment - Edward [01]

(I'm afraid you guys won't like it, since, well, it has the whole 'confusion' around it. but bear with it. You should have some trust in me at this point in our relationship, no?)

A boy sat on the roof of a building, gazing at the dome-like ceiling, which appeared to be made of something black, with small and shiny specks glittering like…

"Stars?"

The boy muttered, looking down at the pendant he had in his hand. It was dark-blue and waved like ink would, if splattered in clean water. There were flakes of dust inside: Glowing, shimmering dust. But not too much. Just a little.

The boy's head shifted back to look at the stars in the ceiling… if stars looked like what his mother described them to be, then the specks of light on the dome definitely looked like stars. He sat there, silently, just gazing at the 'stars', his face unreadable.

He heard shuffling noises from behind and turned to look at who it was.

"Hey, Ed, what're you doing here?" spoke a girl around his age.

"Nothing," Edward said, swiftly pocketing the pendant.

"What are 'you' doing here?" he asked, his eyes narrowing.

The girl flinched before laughing nervously, "N-nothing. Jacob said to go find you. Said he's got a whisper or something."

"What? Another hunt?" Edward questioned, standing up as he dusted his bum.

"Don't know. He was quite secretive about it. But probably is a hunt." The girl shrugged.

Not again…

Edward sighed.

"Let's go," he ordered and started jumping down the building, maneuvering down adroitly. The girl followed behind him, but she lacked the familiarity he had with this building, so she was quite slow.

As they neared the ground, Edward just jumped off against the wall before landing on the ground with a quick thud. The girl, however, wasn't as good as him, so she slipped, toppled over herself, and hit him square in the head, felling him alongside her.

"Ouch!" she cried as she got up, holding her right hand in pain; was it broken? She frowned in concern.

Edward grumbled as he stood up, and glared at the idiot before dusting himself- though perhaps there was no point behind that, as his appearance was dusty even without that. Torn clothes, scarred face and neck, and without the pinky finger on his right hand, any normal pedestrian passing by would've said he was a beggar.

That, of course, wasn't so far off the mark. But it wasn't the whole truth either.

"S-sorry…" the girl winced, her right-hand trembling.

Edward understood something was wrong, that's exactly why he got near her to see her hand, but she skidded back, giving him a tight-lipped smile.

"I'm fine." She spoke.

'… Whatever.'

Edward ignored her and strode forward toward their hideout. Behind him, were tall skyscrapers, nearing the 'stars' in the far-up ceiling of the dome they called a sky. Different colored lights and sounds were blasting off from behind, painting a wealthy, and happy-or so it seemed-picture.

Where he was walking towards, however, wasn't as bright as the place behind. The buildings were tall here too, but not nearly as tall as the ones behind. They lacked the luster the ones behind him possessed. The lights were here, and so was the music, but it lacked the wealth and happiness he felt from behind.

He passed by a lot of people, sitting on the sidewalks, naked, or barely having any clothes. Most were women, with a child or two behind them. A certain dirty redhead did catch his eyes though. She was begging, for the most part, and she had no child beside her. She was fairly naked, but not enough to show her private parts.

Without saying anything, he eyed her coldly, throwing a Sprittle-their currency-at her. Which she caught swiftly, of course, and gave him a scrutinizing, lazy look. Her eyes, however, squinted for a second before she nodded at him, going back into her dazed state.

Edward ignored her and continued walking. He'd given her the sign, so there was no need for useless chatter since she'd be explained by Jacob-the fucker had a knack for keeping a mystery. Even Edward was kept in the dark for the most part. He hated Jacob just because of that, too.

Edward was followed by the girl, who didn't say a word but kept rubbing her hand.

After a while of walking between rude, and dirty people-just like them-they stopped in front of a pub. Now this place, in Edward's opinion, would be the place the most fucked up people tended to visit. And that's exactly why this was their base of operation.

Pickpocketing from these drunk fucktards was so very easy, after all. Edward just strolled in, ignoring the pathetic excuses of guards-who immediately started licking the girl's ass so that they could get a promotion or something.

"Oh, if it isn't the young miss. Are you alri-" Willy, the buffer of the two, smiled with his yellow teeth glistening as he spoke, but was promptly elbowed by the supposed young miss.

"Ha!" Nilly, a bit skinnier, barked out a laugh. "That's not how you to talk, Willy, my brothe-Ooomph!" his eyes almost bulged out as the young miss threw a solid kick at his nuts, eliciting a chuckle from Willy.

"You wanna get fired, huh? Willy? Nilly?" the girl narrowed her eyes at them, glaring coldly.

"Cut the no-names a slack, Rose." A voice blared from inside the pub, sounding rather lackluster and dull.

Rose, the girl who'd been following Edward, huffed in annoyance before she glared at the two no-names Willy and Nilly-they were no-names, but people called them Willy-Nilly, the strange pair of brothers.

Rose followed behind Edward as the latter strolled through the loud blabbering of drunkards and the putrid smell of booze-the worst kind. The outskirts had no luxury, after all. Even these imbibers in the pub, who were considered 'rich' by the normal denizens, were nothing compared to the ones in the central city.

Rose hoped to shift in that place someday, and leave this old and fucked-up place for good.

"Hohoho! If it isn't the young lad!" the same lackluster and dull voice sounded, and even though there was a tinge of excitement in it now, Rose knew that this was just acting on part of Jacob, her dad.

"Jacob," Edward nodded, not moving an inch from where he stood as he scanned the packed room.

His eyes traveled from one skirt to another, the smell of different perfumes, salt, citrus, and booze coiling inside his nose. Some hunched drunks were in a corner, grunting for refills, and women in revealing clothes and skirts served them more.

"Why don't you come and sit here, huh Edward?" Jacob sounded, tearing him out of his observations. "I've got something special for you today."

Dragging a wooden stool butting up against a brass foot rail, Edward sat on the cushioned seat and slumped on the counter as Jacob-a bushy-haired middle-aged man-prepared a drink for him.

"How's your search going?" Jacob made small talk as he prepared the drink, hoping to make Edward spill out something.

"You know," Edward hunched over the counter, looking at the drink Jacob pushed towards him. It skidded across the counter stopping in his outstretched hand. "I fail to see how my search is any of your concern." Said Edward dully, picking up the glass as he sipped.

"Haha!" Jacob barked out in laughter as though he'd told some kind of big joke. "You're funny."

'No, I'm not. There isn't anything funny here.'

Edward frowned for a jiffy before ignoring the weird man, he was just like that, always. No one really knew his intentions.

"You should've never lost her if you cared." A man said in a hiccup. Edward glanced behind him. "She was really sweet-" the man was coming towards him, clearly drunk, but Edward wasn't going to take this. This was, after all, somewhat of a usual occurrence.

That was exactly why before the man could complete his sentence, Edward had already smashed the glass in his hand at the man's face before grabbing him, plunging his thumb and middle finger in his eye sockets to hold him up.

The eyeball matter gushed out from both his orifices and coated Edward's hand before he made quick work of him by smashing his head into the counter, making a mess of his brain.

Silence descended in the pub, and every drunkard looked up from their seat, staring at the man, and then at Edward before sighing and getting back to their work-drinking their sorrows, flirting with the women, or outright sexually harassing them-without batting an eye. This was a normal occurrence, after all.

"Clean the mess!" Jacob roared to the side, smashing his hand on the counter as a small kid ran out of a room, a basket filled with water, and a cloth in hand. He wore eyeglasses and was quite ugly. He quickly cleaned Edward's hand first before moving the dead body away and coming back to clean the counter.

"Why did you call, Jacob?" Edward asked again, leaning on the counter, not bothered in the slightest about the boy clearing blood and brain matter just beside him. The boy was all fidgety, and due to that, an eyeball was hurled toward the ground. It hit the ground with a soft sound no one paid attention to before rolling like an egg, coming to halt in a few seconds.

"I've got something special for you, as I said before," Jacob said, frowning at the poor job the boy was doing. The boy ran up to pick up the ball, only for it to be squashed under a drunk's feet, making a mess out of the floor. The frown grew heavy as the boy sat down and started rubbing the floor.

"And what might that be?" Edward asked, raising an eyebrow.

Jacob grinned, showing teeth so golden that anyone would have a hard time deciphering if they were just that dirty, or if he'd transplanted them with gold ones.

"Why don't you follow me?" Jacob said finally, standing up as he gave Edward a look. He would admit, the boy had talent, but he wouldn't say it out loud, of course-Jacob wasn't a fool. A fish like this was hard to catch, and he'd spent so much time laying the baits that it would be such a waste if Edward wasn't caught in his trap. The trap that would get him stuck with his daughter forever, and compel him to look after her. Even after Jacob passed away.

Jacob stared at his green eyes, eyelids drooping over them before Jacob's eyes traveled down to trace the hideous scar that traced the fairly young boy's left cheek. Of course, Jacob made sure to not stare for too long.

Edward stood up from the stool and followed behind him silently. Jacob made his way to a certain room before pressing a button-well hidden from prying eyes-on the wall. The wall shifted and revealed an elevator. Both entered, waiting silently for it to go down.

'Rose should already be down there,' Jacob thought, mulling over a few things as the elevator went down. It came to a stop with a chime, and the door opened, leading to a dimly lit basement.

On the left was a big screen, with a map of Elysium-this whole 'city'. On the middle of the map, was the central city, brimming with wealth and happiness. And in the outskirts, was the outskirts, the slums, where the poor, outcasts and basically the most fucked up people resided. In the center of the central city, was a big yellow sun-like object. While the whole of Elysium-both the central city and the slums-were covered by a spherical black dome. A dome so strong that no one was able to break through and leave. Everyone was basically a prisoner inside here, with no way to get out.

On the right was a big table, and some other stuff. Mainly a fridge, T.V., beds, food, and a lot of other things.

No one but Rose sat on a chair beside the table, gazing over the screen-specifically the central city-with longing.

Edward walked up to the table and sat down on one of the chairs leisurely as Jacob walked around to the big screen with a stick in hand-which he'd picked up from the wall behind, that's where he usually left it, so it wasn't so difficult to find next time.

"There's been some whisp-" Jacob was interrupted by a chime from the elevator, and he grunted in annoyance as he turned to glare at whoever it was. But he stopped once he saw that it was his lovely wife.

"The lad tossed me a Sprittle; what's up? Got a new hunt or something?" said the redhead Edward had met sitting with the beggars, walking towards a shelf with familiarity before taking out a pair of clothes and donning them, not caring that she'd gotten practically naked to do so and that Edward was looking.

Neither cared though.

"What's up, sweety." The woman smiled at Rose, but her daughter just rolled her eyes in annoyance and ignored her like she was nothing but air. The woman sighed before smiling bitterly and sitting on one of the chairs.

"So," Jacob coughed. "As I was saying. There's been a whisper around. Some High-born near the outskirts bought some high-grade Gothlic, and we've got a client who's paying a high price to scoop it over to him without the authorities catching a whiff-something we specialize in."

The grin splitting his face widened.

"Who's in?"

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Chapter 43

43: I refuse

Peter's eyes fluttered open, gazing at the ceiling without any emotion on his face. He blinked, standing up before he got in the bathroom and did his morning rituals. As the water poured down his well-toned body, his mind wandered off to the happenings of last night.

He'd gotten in his room, shut the door tight, and proceeded to click on the [Memory Fragment - Edward ? (01)]. After much thought, he'd come to an impasse. The reason behind this was simple enough, if he wanted to progress, he needed to read the record sooner or later anyway, so he'd just bite the bullet.

He was feeling still the same as he was doing before. Like himself. The biggest fear he had about this whole [Memory Fragment] situation, was that he'd somehow not be himself anymore and would just be 'different'.

That, in a sense, was death. And Peter knew that, so he wasn't so keen on finding out the truth. Though he had done just that in the end, it didn't matter as he still found himself in control of the body and not some 'other' being.

After showering, Peter came out of the bathroom, his mind still on what he experienced as 'Edward'. It was like he was in the body, but he couldn't control anything and was just a viewer. This was, in a sense, a fancy way of viewing memories.

Anyways, Peter had found nothing substantial after going through the memories.

Though he was curious about a few things.

Like, what was that pendant? Who was Edward's mother, and who he was trying to search? Was it his mother? And who were the couple-Jacob and that redhead-and their daughter, Rose? How'd he met them? What was the Elysium? Gothlic? Why was everyone (technically) imprisoned inside Elysium?

But the most important matter that had some significance for Peter… how did Edward come to know of the Marvel world and everything else?

Peter sighed, and got out of his room after he was ready to go to school. He ate with May and made out with her for a while before going to school and spending his day as usual. Natasha was still in school, though by this point, Peter knew that he wasn't her target; she was spying on someone else.

But who?

During the lunch break, Peter decided that it was probably time to tell Ned about the whole game thing and that he should probably get Ned to work on it too, and release it in a week or so. Before that, if possible.

"Hey, Ned," Peter called out, and the chubby dude turned around to give him a look. "I've decided to let you in that secret."

Ned's eyes widened slightly before he started fidgeting excitedly.

"Tell me, tell me!"

"After school," Peter joked, and his friend almost lost his cool. "Okay, okay, I'm just joking," Peter said, taking out his phone.

Then, he opened up the latest build of [Temple Run] and gave it to Ned. Peter had mostly finished it, and only testing on different devices was left, after which, the remaining bugs or complaints would be fixed and finally, the game would be launched.

Ned looked at the phone's screen in confusion for a while before he started playing the game, and after ten minutes or so-during which, he was absorbed in the gameplay-Ned looked up to stare at Peter in shock.

"You're joking, right?"

"What?"

"You seriously made this?!"

"Of course, why would I lie to you?"

"This is so cool!" Ned was beaming.

"Thanks, I guess," Peter said as he ate his last bit of food and got his phone back. "I'm going to launch it soon; I just hope that I'll earn enough with this to start a company and go from there."

"Can I be in?" Ned asked.

"Of course," Peter said like it was the most obvious thing ever. He wasn't a fool to let Ned slide away, out of his grasp. "You'll be one of the big bosses."

"Seriously?"

"Of course," Peter affirmed. There was a simple reason Peter needed Ned as one of the bosses of the company. Peter couldn't be there to run the company all the time, so it was necessary that someone would do that for him. That's exactly why Ned was the perfect person for this job. Sure, he still needed to learn a lot of things if he wanted to run a company, but being the genius he Is, Ned would figure it out.

All while Peter would be busy with supernatural shit.

After he was done with Ned, Peter gave his chubby fellow the latest build and told him to test the game, and have his other friends-if he has-and girlfriend check too. Peter gave one to Gwen, one to Michele, one to Liz, and one to Mary Jane. They'd help him a lot if they tested the game out for him.

After school time ended, Peter got busy with his magic training with Magik. He flirted with her a bit, to which she didn't respond but only glared at his attempts. Anyways, when he was done with training, it was already nearing evening. So, Peter teleported home and started working on this other thing he had in mind.

Peter wanted to be an influencer on YouTube and Twitter-both platforms were already launched, and he wanted to be a big figure in them. And since they were relatively new, Peter wanted to buy some shares in them too, eventually.

But there was a little problem. Peter wanted to be an influencer as Spider-Man, and not as Peter Parker-though he'd make accounts as Peter Parker too. But for that, Peter needed an encrypted platform so that his information-mainly location, and identity-wouldn't be revealed. It wasn't so difficult to find that type of information from the companies if you had certain connections, after all.

And Peter certainly didn't want S.H.I.E.L.D. poking their head in his life.

Anyways, that stuff was for later, as the most immediate thing Peter wanted to focus on was hand-to-hand combat-more so when he was kind of adept in Mystic Arts, though not nearly as the Ancient One or Magik, he was quite powerful given his intelligence and body.

That's exactly why Peter requested Ancient One to open a portal to Symkaria since he's never been there. And she'd given him a paper enchanted with the spell, like always.

But he wasn't planning on visiting Silver this soon, he would do so after launching his game.

Tony Stark abruptly woke up, sucking gulps of air as he felt a tube in his nose. Memories of what happened hit him like a train, the bomb, the surgery he went through, the screams he let out. Everything flashed in front of his eyes. Tony was on a cot in a cave. He sipped out the tube that was in his nose. It came out, he couldn't help but think how sickeningly long it was.

Tony's eyes wandered around before stopping on a cup on the table beside him. He reached to pick it up but failed. Tony groaned in annoyance, looking around before his gaze stopped on a figure he just noticed.

A man was shaving.

Tony tried to reach farther and get a proper look around, but the wires attached to his chest stole his attention away and he stopped, feeling as if they were about to be ripped out of him.

"I wouldn't do that If I were you." The man said. Tony looked at the wires, and then at the battery they were connecting to.

Panicked, he ripped off the bandages over his chest to see why the wires were going in, only to stop as an electromagnet came into his view. Now, strictly speaking, the electromagnet wasn't what made him panic, but the fact that it was inside his chest.

Tony stared at the small fire in front of him before his gaze came wandering back to the mirror in his hands, and through the mirror, onto his chest where the electromagnet is stuck to.

Tony looked up at the man, Yinsen, who was making food.

"What the hell did you do to me?" Tony asked, glaring at the man.

"What I did?" Yinsen questioned back as he turned to give him a look. "What I did is to save your life. I removed all the shrapnel I could, but there's a lot left, and it's headed into your atrial septum. Here, want to see?" Yinsen pulled out a bottle of shrapnel. "I have a souvenir. Take a look." He tossed the bottle to Tony, who promptly caught it before looking it over.

"I've seen many wounds like that in my village," Yinsen explained. "We call them the walking dead because it takes about a week for the barbs to reach the vital organs."

"What is this?" Tony questioned, motioning at his chest.

"That is an electromagnet, hooked up to a car battery, and it's keeping the shrapnel from entering your heart," Yinsen spoke while Tony watched around. They had a little conversation about Yinsen having met Tony before.

"Where are we?" Tony asked. He didn't know where he was at all, and that had him quite scared, more so when there was shrapnel near his heart, and a car battery-a fucking car battery!-was keeping him alive.

That's when loud voices sounded from the other side of the metal door before it flung open.

"Come on, stand up. Stand up! Just do as I do. Come on, put your hands up." Yinsen instructed as men walked in with guns in hand-guns that Tony Stark recognized at a glance. Why wouldn't he? He was the one who made them!

"Those are my guns. How did they get my guns?"

Tony already had a wake-up call due to the bomb that dropped near him, with the [Stark Industries] written on it, and this only made it worse, making him realize that his tech-his tech!-was being used for wrong.

"Do you understand me? Do as I do." Yinsen said in a whisper as one of the men started speaking, probably Arabic, as far as Tony could decipher.

Yinsen started translating for him since Tony couldn't speak, or understand Arabic.

"Welcome, Tony Stark, the most famous mass murderer in the history of America," Yinsen said.

The man spoke again.

"He is honored. He wants you to build the missile. The Jericho missile that you demonstrated." Yinsen said.

The man handed Yinsen a picture of the Jericho missile. Yinsen looked at it, once, before showing it to Tony.

"This one."

Tony already knew that his tech was being used for bad, and he had-quite literally-woken up. He wouldn't let them use his tech for something like this. This is not the reason Tony was making what he was!

"I refuse," Tony sneered.

Though that's one of the mistakes he made that day as the men weren't really happy with the reply. Tony was tortured, and put in water to drown, Tony wanted to kill them, but he couldn't, he was so weak.

What was all his wealth worth?

What was anything worth?

If he couldn't even protect himself when needed, what was the reason behind his so-called high status in life?

Tony had another wake-up call, and he started seeing the world in another light. Started seeing himself, in another light. That's exactly why he started making the 'missile'. Which was, in fact, a suit he was making in secret, along with Yinsen, so he could obliterate these terrorists.

Tony was going to atone for the pain his weapons caused. One way or another. But for that to happen, he needed to escape this place. And that's exactly why he needed this suit.

No one but some individuals, including Peter and the Ancient One, knew that Iron Man was just born. Though the world still had to wait a bit to see their new hero in making.

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Chapter 44

44: Launch of The Game

- A week later -

It had been a week since Peter started focusing on the game and nothing else. Sure, he practiced his magic and went to school, but his prime focus was always the game. And after a week-long hard work, during which he had to fix a lot of bugs his 'game testers' reported, Peter was confident to say that he was ready to launch his game.

That, along with the fact that he'd had to go to make a bank account and also deal with Lawyers and paperwork, the game was ready to be launched. Though now that he was ready to release it, Peter was feeling quite dumb that he'd even thought of starting with [Temple Run], while relatively easy to make, it was quite a big project for the current him.

He should've stuck with something like [Flappy Birds] or something, though maybe that was why he'd made [Flappy Birds] in the last 2 days of this week. And in this short span of time, it took for him to make [Flappy Birds] was why he was feeling dumb about his decision to make [Temple Run] first.

Peter sighed; what's done is done. No need to mull over it.

Sitting on the chair, Peter finally decided that it was time for him to release the game. So, he first made a patent for his game and released it. It would probably take half a day or so for it to get approved.

Done with that, Peter made a patent for [Flappy Birds] and released it too, and both his games were in the queue to get approved. Sighing in contentment at the job that was finally done, Peter turned off his pc and jumped on his bed to sleep, it was past midnight, and he should probably get some shuteye.

Spider-Man was seen quite less this past week or so, but the public was cool about it as this was, quite literally, a peaceful time-though he was sure it was nothing more than the calm before the storm like it always is.

Peter yawned as he woke up from his slumber. He got to his pc before doing any of his morning rituals. The games were already up on PlayStore, AppStore, and other game stores he could find. The games were under one name, and one name alone: [Parker Industries].

There was, however, one glaring problem.

The downloads were a zero on every sight.

Peter frowned; what can he do about the promotion?

'Think, think, think… think dude! You're spider-man!' Peter blared in his head.

Wait.

'… Spider-Man?'

He smirked as his suit appeared on him.

Peter swung out of his house and toward New York City at speeds quite fast before he got tired of the continuous swinging-he was swinging because he found it fun. He had a faster method of transportation, after all. Peter quickly got into a secluded place and opened a portal to New York City, which he promptly went through, coming out in the air of the bustling city.

"Hello New York!" Peter yelled out as he swung through the busy streets, bustling with people. They pointed at him, shouting 'Hi' and 'Hello' at him. Peter ignored them and stopped a crime or two before he sat down on a public bench, taking out his phone as he started playing [Temple Run], getting busy playing for some fun since he was quite tired from all the hero work he was doing-or so it seemed to the average passerby.

Some of them-actually, most of them took out their phones and started taking pictures.

'Just according to keikaku muhahahaha!' Peter laughed in his mind.

This would work spectacularly in his favor since these people would most likely make his pictures go viral, and in addition, 'the game spider-man was playing in his free time.' There was a problem with this like what if the NYPD, or worse, S.H.I.E.L.D.-by extension, HYDRA-tracked him through the phone he was using?

That's why Peter had made sure to hide the whole phone in his webs, leaving only the screen out. The web was attached to his suit-seemingly saying that Spider-Man had to use the web since he had no pockets on his suit and that's exactly why his phone wasn't visible.

Anyways, after Peter played for a while, and the passerbys were done with taking pictures, Peter bid them farewell and swung back into an alley before going into his house.

He'd had only played [Temple Run] as Spider-Man since playing [Flappy Bird]-a game by the same creator-would've been a bit suspicious. Not that [Flappy Birds] needed any promotion at all. The game would eventually rise. It was the fate this game had.

Though Peter had made some changes in his version so that there wouldn't be a fall of this game like the one in his previous world-which was mostly because of the copyright issues with the art style used in it. Although the developer had denied such a possibility, Peter knew that there was some off-screen stuff going on between the developer and the art style owners.

Anyways, when Peter got home and checked, he was surprised that his pictures were already a sensation on the internet, and were being thrown around. Even though Peter had expected such a result, this was too soon. But Peter didn't mind this development, in fact, he loved it. And the love only increased when he saw that there were many discussions going on about 'What is Spider-Man playing?' on the many forums and Twitter itself.

Actually, Twitter had gotten more tweets than ever because of him just now. It was relatively new, after all, and people had only started finding out about it. But when Spider-Man suddenly appeared on Twitter out of nowhere, it would get more attention for obvious reasons.

It was still quite early in the morning, and so, Peter got ready for school.

… And finally did his morning rituals.

While in the shower, Peter went through all the points he'd gained during this past week. He'd been busy, so he only had time with May, no one else. So he'd gained a bit less than usual.

[Task Complete! Give Cunnilingus; Get Fellatio; Vaginal sex; Anal sex; and Hardcore!]

[+800 SP] X7 (5,600 SP)

[14,200 /50,000 SP]

After he was done checking this, Peter got out of the bathroom dried himself with a towel and went down to eat with May before going to school.

In school, however, he was tackled from behind, the weight was quite a lot, too. Peter frowned and turned around to see if it were someone who needed a beating. But… 'It's just Ned.' Peter sighed, smiling at his friend.

"Dude! You're famous!" Ned exclaimed in excitement.

"What do you mean?" Peter frowned.

"You launched your game, right? Didn't you check the news in the morning? Spider-Man played your game! It's a hot topic! A lot of people are downloading and playing it now!" Ned's excitement knew no bounds. It was to the point that Peter almost said that it was his game, and even he isn't that surprised. But he contained himself.

"Yeah, I know, it was a crazy experience!" Peter huffed, matching Ned's excitement.

"I know right?" Ned said before looking around at the students who were giving them a look. "You're kind of famous in the school now." Ned looked smug.

Peter rolled his eyes.

"Come on, let's go," Peter said.

During lunch, Peter, Gwen, Ned, Michele, and Betty were sitting together to eat, as always.

"You guys will get your cut when I get money from the game," Peter said suddenly. He'd asked for their services, so he was going to pay them for their services-which were nothing but testing the game and pointing out any flaws, errors, bugs, or similar stuff.

The others argued a bit, saying that they hadn't done it for money and stuff, but Peter wasn't buying it. He needed to leave an impression so that he could ask them to do his bidding in the future too. He needed a lot of employees in the future, after all.

"I have to admit though," Michele, who'd gotten a bit chattier lately, said. "You've done something very horrible."

The others were confused, but Ned and Peter only laughed.

"Can you explain what's going on?" Gwen asked in confusion.

"Let me," Ned said. "So, you see, Peter's made [Temple Run] which is a free-to-play game. There's nothing wrong with that, but there are many micro-transactions built into the game. You can play it for free, but you need to buy certain things or perks if you want to get to the end easily. Not to forget the ads and the premium version you can buy not to see them."

Yes, Peter had made an end for [Temple Run], but he doubted anyone would reach it in the upcoming one-two year.

"He also made another game like that-which, by the way, I had no clue he was making," Ned said, sounding a bit grumpy.

Peter just ignored him since he knew that Ned was just joking.

"That's just for the starting phases," Peter interjected. "I have something even more evil planned for when both my games have a big fanbase."

"[Temple Run] was over 100k downloads on PlayStore the last time I checked," Michele said, her voice lacing with sarcasm.

"I mean an even bigger fanbase. And when I do," Peter smirked. "I'm gonna get to the bigger Gacha Games."

"Pfff!" Ned spilled the water he was drinking.

"Dude," he drawled, looking horrified. "You were serious when you told me about this plan of yours?"

"Of course," Peter affirmed.

"That's evil." Ned chuckled, mirrored by Peter.

"Um," Betty sounded, catching their attention. "What's gacha games?"

"Woman," Peter and Ned said at the same time, giving her a look. "You have no idea."

School time over, Peter went straight to home and sat on his chair, booting up his pc.

His followers on Twitter had crossed a whopping 20k-which would, strictly speaking, look pale compared to his future numbers, but whatever.

Speaking of numbers, his Spider-Man pictures were going around the internet and the real world like lightning. The fans had already swarmed every platform they could find with his images.

JJJ was having a blast on TV since his newest article and show were going viral due to one particular headline: [Spider-Menace plays games instead of helping people! Find the truth behind this façade! Spider-Man; nothing but a criminal in disguise!]

Peter, however, didn't give a flying fuck about whatever this old coot was doing. Though he'd get his revenge one way or another, he was that petty, after all.

Other than that, [Temple Run] had gotten a whopping 5 million downloads-combined from all stores-in a single fucking day. But that wasn't the main thing. Due to [Parker Industries] getting famous, a small portion of people went ahead and looked for more games from him, and chanced upon [Flappy Bird]. That's when the real magic began. The few that did download it, made it so that the algorithm of these stores showed the game to more people.

And being the sensation this game could-and would-be, It got over 10 million downloads in a single day, crossing [Temple Run] since, well, [Flappy Bird] was more frustrating and had more dick-flaunting aspects. Why? Simple, it's fucking hard, and whoever got up in the rankings of the leaderboard meant that they possessed a dick bigger than anyone else and their mother.

Peter sighed in contentment and waited for May, who came in shocked because she'd suddenly seen Peter in the news while she was doing her work. And her colleagues told her that it was because his game was famous now.

May had started shouting for answers the moment she came inside.

Be that as it may, Peter had turned her shouts into screams of pleasure and moans since he wanted to celebrate this success.

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