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In the center of the New York Museum of Natural History, Peter Parker stood over the remains of the . He had tried to stop Mysterio from stealing it, but a stray punch had sent a shockwave through the artifact, splintering it into fragments that vanished across the multiverse.
The fabric of reality didn’t just tear; it shattered like a glass windshield hitting a brick wall. In the center of the New York Museum
In a world where the suit was still a living, breathing oil-slick of power, Ultimate Spider-Man leaned into the aggression of the black suit to tear through waves of Electro’s minions. breathing oil-slick of power
"You have unraveled the stitching of existence, Peter Parker," she warned. "But you are not alone in fixing it." In the center of the New York Museum