The first thing I noticed was the pain.
It started in my head—a throbbing, pulsing ache like I'd been sucker-punched by a freight train. Then came the sensation of being... too tall? Too lean? Too not me?
I groaned and sat up, blinking against the bright afternoon sun filtering through half-broken blinds. A ceiling fan spun lazily overhead. This wasn't my room. The posters on the wall—Star Wars, science fairs, some girl with red hair smiling awkwardly from a photo—none of it was mine.
Then came the memories of a boy not just any boy but Peter fucking parker, I mean a smart boy a very very smart boy , and smart I mean Tony fucking stark smart .
Now this Peter is different he is bullied sure,
I mean sure all Peter parker are bullied and cowards before the fateful spider-bite, but he is lonely way too lonely he doesn't have any friends I mean literally.
Now his uncle Ben is already dead that means this should be MCU version of some multiverse.
Let sort out the timeline and exact universe I am in , hmmm it's surprising how well I am taking all this transmigration thing and my mind I mean I feel like I am on cloud 9.
First thing it's 2009 and there is Obsocrp so
That's a relief.
Second yesterday was the fateful day which awaits all spider-man yeah you guessed right
The Spider-bite and it was not a normal blue and red spider no it was different it was black and it had stars like things on it .
So maybe there might be different powers like Miles morales.
Now they are no mutants here , so that's a relief otherwise I'd have to protect myself from being mind raped by certain baldy.
Well there is still that SHEILD baldy that like to sit in the dark in your house when you are not home , but still i'd take anytime over baldy professor.
So from now I will Peter Parker. That's sounds too corny. But yeah I need to be him in this life a second chance that too with superpowers
Yeah not wasting my second chance.