Let's restart, Spider-Man!

At this moment, half of his hideous head was blasted apart, and black "buds" were growing rapidly, but half of Peter Parker's face could already be clearly seen.

Peter Parker raised his hand and tore off the black buds on his face; his eyes were no longer cloudy and numb.

The symbiote within him was severely damaged in the battle, which briefly restored his consciousness.

Looking at the black Spider-Man before him, Peter Parker felt a surge of gratitude.

"Thank you, Charlotte Parker."

Charlotte slowly walked up to Peter Parker, her black battle suit tattered and torn.

The black liquid was wriggling and repairing the nanosuit, but at a much slower pace than before, clearly indicating that it had also suffered considerable damage in the battle just now.

As fellow Spider-Man, the other's abilities were inherently stronger than Charlotte's.

If it weren't for the fact that each generation of symbiotes is stronger than the last, it would be difficult for him to defeat his opponent given his basic attributes.

Charlotte was puzzled to see that Peter Parker did not take the opportunity to break free while Venom was weakened.

"Do you need my help?" he asked.

Peter Parker shook his head. "No, it's fine for him to replace me. All the struggle is pointless."

"Why?" Charlotte frowned.

Peter Parker stared at the mission failure notification in front of him, then tore off a black sprout from his head and handed it to Charlotte.

"Spider-Man is destined to be alone. We must find a way to overcome fate. I have failed, but you still have a chance."

"Keep it up, Charlotte Parker, if we ever have the chance to meet again."

After Charlotte took the symbiote cell from the other person, Peter Parker's body was swallowed by the void.

As the symbiote burrowed into her body, Charlotte felt as if she had returned to New York.

In the bustling city under the night sky, red and blue Spider-Men dart between skyscrapers, each appearance representing the hope of ordinary people.

My name is Peter Parker, and I'm just an ordinary high school student.

Until I was bitten by a strange spider.

Overnight, I gained superpowers that only movie protagonists possess.

Because of my uncle's dying words, "With great power comes great responsibility," I have always been striving to become a better person.

I became a hero in everyone's eyes.

Nobody knows that I don't actually want to be a hero.

But if I don't come out every night, the city will be consumed by its own evil, criminals will seize the opportunity, and the weak will suffer.

But if I continue to be a hero, I will lose everything.

I have defeated many terrible enemies, and these enemies also took away what was most important to me.

Uncle Ben and Aunt May both lost their lives because of me.

My best friend Harry turned into the evil and insane Green Goblin because of me.

Mary Jane, the woman I love most, is constantly in danger of losing her life because of me.

We broke up and got back together many times, but she still chose to stay with me.

But on that day, her life ended at that moment.

Just as we were about to get married, the enemies I had defeated returned with a vengeance. They killed Mary Jane and many others.

Everyone around me has met with misfortune because of me.

I think I understand something now.

Heroes are lonely, and that's the price of being Spider-Man.

I have nothing left to lose.

I can only be Spider-Man.

Until my true identity was finally exposed

They never imagined that Spider-Man, who saved the city time and time again, was just a down-on-his-luck reporter.

Everyone's illusions about Spider-Man have been shattered.

And what I was hoping for did not come.

They started judging Spider-Man's actions arbitrarily, even saying that if he destroyed a bicycle in a fight against crime, he would pay for it with his own money.

I'm even poorer now.

The worst part is that Officer George is very unhappy with me and won't allow me to participate in the anti-crime operations.

But whenever he encounters a problem he can't solve, he asks me to step in.

I agreed.

But my actions don't always end perfectly.

As a result, people are becoming increasingly critical of Spider-Man, and even dislike him.

I don't understand why.

The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility.

Did i do something wrong?

Heroes are lonely; Spider-Man loses his family, friends, and lovers.

Not only that, I also lost my superpowers.

Without superpowers, I became an ordinary person, unable to continue eliminating evil.

I can finally live a normal life.

Spider-Man is gradually fading from public view.

I'm no longer Spider-Man, so I won't lose anything more.

Even though I have nothing left.

But then I met Gwen, I fell in love with her, she became my girlfriend, and I regained my family.

But then a sudden disaster struck, and Gwen found herself in danger.

I was scared, terrified, uneasy, and anxious.

I don't want to lose Gwen.

I've decided to become Spider-Man again.

Become an even stronger Spider-Man!

If I'm strong enough, I will definitely overcome Spider-Man's tragic fate!

I accepted help from an alien creature called Venom, and at that moment I felt like a god.

I am all-powerful, but I still couldn't save Gwen.

She died in front of me.

I am a failed Spider-Man.

I was completely desperate.

I'm tired. Let it all end!

With great power comes great responsibility?

What a joke.

From now on, no one has anything to do with me.

Symbiotes are a wonderful thing; they've given me complete freedom.

I started to do whatever I wanted and became the city's worst nightmare.

I was so stupid before, sacrificing everything for those ungrateful people.

Now I will take my revenge on them tenfold!

The most ironic thing happened.

The heroes of the past have become demons, while the real demons have become heroes to everyone.

A group of evil guys calling themselves the Heirs have appeared in the city, and their target is Spider-Man.

Their power is too strange.

I was no match for them and eventually died at their hands.

On my deathbed, I finally understood the helplessness and sorrow of the weak.

They need heroes, they need the person I once was.

But in the end, those evil guys became heroes in their eyes.

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After a long while, Charlotte slowly opened her eyes and found herself in the cosmic spider web.

That was Peter Parker's tragic life.

It only takes one Gwen to turn a hero into a demon, the last straw that breaks the camel's back.

Unable to bear Spider-Man's fate, the only outcome is self-destruction.

Essentially, symbiotes cannot make people better or worse; they simply release the deepest, most repressed emotions within the host.

Venom Parker was born from Spider-Man's despair.

What was the purpose of the other party handing over this part of their memory to him?

Charlotte frowned, thinking of the group that killed Venom Parker.

Heir?

interesting.

Then, Charlotte saw the rewards for this revival tournament.