Infinite Change.

Fall...

Was this the feeling of death?

The pain in his body... was dying really the end?

These colorful lights, like the videos of Thor appearing in the middle of the city?

The wind blowing in my eyes, making them tear up and close?

Roar?

Sirens?

- "WAIT A MINUTE!?" - The entity in the mechanical colored suit thought, opening his eyes abruptly and seeing he was falling from a tall building. - "Roar?" - He finished, pointing his arms towards the building and stopping his fall, climbing back up in the direction where the danger lurked.

- So, in the end, you had an ace up your sleeve. - It was a giant lizard that interrupted Spider-Man's climb in his advanced suit. - It's useless, Spider-boy, do you really think changing your suit will give you a victory? - It finished before taking a web strike right in the face.

- What the heck are you!? - Peter shouted, dodging a thick tail that would have surely broken a few bones if it hit.

Thus, propelling himself to the top of the building and initiating a frenetic exchange of blows with the bizarre giant lizard.

With disconnected thoughts about what had brought him here and fragmented memories of things he firmly believed he never did, he was caught off guard when he rounded a metallic part of the tower, but had to dodge when he felt something internal alert him with everything slowing down, seeing a large drum approaching to collide with him, which he easily dodged thanks to the strange enhanced senses giving him this advantage very different from the usual tingle he felt.

- Not today! - Peter announced jokingly, but then fell towards the solid part of the tower when the drum aimed at him exploded in what seemed like dry ice, but which had nothing of the sort when the tower's structure started to freeze rapidly.

Looking to the side where he saw the same icy aspect that would hit him, Spider-Man read: Liquid Nitrogen.

Panting heavily when the lizard stepped on his chest, giving the sensation of being run over by a truck, he was lifted by the lizard's tail wrapped tightly around his neck and the enemy's claws holding his wrists with his web shooters being destroyed.

The ugly creature, smiling in victory upon noticing the hero's new suit reverting to its previous state, promptly pulled off Spider-Man's mask, revealing the wounded and bloody face of the teenager.

- Poor Peter Parker! - The reptilian monster stated sarcastically.

- No mother. - It said, with Peter closing his face in anger.

- No father. - It said this time, with Peter feeling something powerful dominating his being.

- No uncle. - The monster continued, but this time Peter felt a second presence, powerful and oppressive, that he had only felt when wielding "that."

- Alone! - The lizard finally stated, but then heard the sound of a weapon being readied and a familiar voice becoming present.

- He is not alone. - It was a police officer who aimed the weapon and fired, but not at the enemy, but at a central box of broken elastic pipes with liquid nitrogen spilling out.

Peter, who didn't waste any time, grabbed a pipe that flew towards him and aimed it at the enemy lizard's face, freezing it.

Peter, who rolled out of the enemy's grip, continued aiming at it, especially at the tail that froze and was destroyed by a shot from the police officer.

The same process occurred with the lizard's hand, and Peter heard:

- Detonation in T-minus forty-five seconds. - It was a woman's voice, and Peter didn't waste time throwing the liquid nitrogen pipe into a deep machinery space, kicking the lizard to fall and be frozen right there.

The police officer, who still held a weapon in hand, promptly fired at the lizard trying to escape:

- Take this! A gift from Gwen! - The man announced, handing over a cylindrical object with bluish liquid inside. - Leave it to me, Peter, you can go. - The officer reassured when the boy agreed and then jumped in the direction he now understood he had to go.

Climbing the tower's antenna support, Peter could hear there were 30 seconds left on the timer.

Little did he know that the lizard was now getting up as the liquid nitrogen subsided, with the police captain shooting everything he had at the monster.

However, it was of no use when the enemy smiled sarcastically and impaled his stomach with his long, sharp claws.

Leaving the captain alone, with him jumping towards Peter, who finally reached his destination, with ten seconds left on the timer.

- Nine! - The antenna tower they were on seemed to tremble in anticipation of the fall due to the lizard destroying the frozen supports while climbing.

- Eight! - Peter quickly looked at the cylindrical object in hand, doubting if it was the right thing to do as his memories were collapsing, not knowing correctly what he was doing.

- Seven! - The giant lizard climbed quickly with a pure desire to kill Spider-Man.

- Six! - The sight of other cylindrical vials with a green liquid spinning rapidly in the machine, in pure doubt whether he was doing the right thing or choosing the wrong thing without even knowing.

- Five! - A new roar from the hybrid beast of man and lizard that leaped and approached Peter.

- Four! - The teenager opened the vial holder and removed what was inside.

- Three! - The sense of danger and the enemy's breath right behind his neck as it reached him, with Peter inserting the vial and closing the holder.

- Two! - Peter being grabbed by the enemy's sharp claws, which pulled him quickly downwards as gravity took its toll.

- One! - The holder started spinning the new embedded vial, then shot something swiftly towards the night skies of the famous city of New York.

Peter looked up in anticipation as he held onto the support.

The lizard smiled in anticipation while holding onto Spider-Man's leg to avoid falling off the building.

And then, a massive gaseous explosion occurred above them throughout the city, which, to one of their dismay... they couldn't believe it was:

- BLUE!? - The monster shouted, losing its smile as it felt a strong pang in its chest.

Its scaly, green lizard skin now seemed to slowly regress to nothing, exposing its real, human skin.

Peter, looking down, finally saw human features as the enemy fell, destroying the last frozen support that kept the antenna tower standing.

Thus, Spider-Man fell and rolled down the building. The feeling of falling resurfaced, a tug, and the vision of the tower support falling as he sighed in relief, looking up to see who had saved him.

It was still a scaly arm of the enemy trying to muster the strength to lift him, but it widened its eyes when its arm seemed to disintegrate, using the other to stop Peter from falling.

With a piercing scream, the blonde man tried to pull Peter, who helped to save himself by clinging to the building to climb to safety.

- S-sorry, Peter. - The man panted in pure defeat. - The captain... - He finished, with Peter understanding that the man before him had a much deeper story than just being a villain in his view, and a victim was in danger there.

- Captain! - Peter panted as he quickly got up and ran towards who he now understood to be Captain Stacy.

- Listen, boy... - The man's voice was weakened, and blood gushed from his stomach, pierced by a long claw.

- Shh... no, no, no, stay quiet, or it could get worse. - Peter firmly held the wound to stop the bleeding. - We'll get you out of here. - He continued, trying to lift the man, which would be easy, but the immediate danger was the open wound.

- You have to leave before they get here. - The man indicated, referring to the sirens surrounding the building. - Here, you'll need this, you're going to make enemies, and people will get hurt... even the closest ones. - He said with Peter receiving the mask the lizard had previously removed.

- I want you to promise me one thing, okay... keep Gwen out of this. - He finished, with Peter bowing his head as memories of Gwen Stacy flooded his mind. - I want you to promise me that, okay? - He tried to say, but Peter promptly sharpened his gaze.

- No way! - Peter cursed again, that feeling of pure power flooding him. He quickly took his mask, put it on, and, holding the man in his arms, turned towards the edge of the building.

He had little idea what he was actually doing or if it would work, but he had seen amateur videos of the Hulk doing this, and he was sure he had the strength for something at least similar.

So, running with the man in his arms, he took a leap that lifted him fifty meters high, aiming directly at the top of another building.

Peter, not satisfied with that, continued his leap, rising another fifty meters forward, and another fifty and another fifty, repeatedly, until he noticed he was a few meters away from NYU Langone Health, falling rapidly towards the ground in a skillful web-swinging motion.

- PLEASE, I NEED HELP! - Peter shouted, entering the access door and noticing several doctors and nurses getting scared and thinking twice before approaching. - This is the chief captain of the New York police, he was impaled in the stomach by a lizard's claw, and I... I know he has a heartbeat, but he lost consciousness 30 seconds ago. - He finished, running to a gurney and gently placing the captain on it, then returning to staunch the wound.

- All right, calm down, Spider. - An older doctor in a different uniform said, approaching the gurney when the other doctors did not. - He has severe hemorrhaging and is in shock; we'll take him to trauma 1. - He said, studying the wound and taking over to staunch it. - NOW! - The doctor ordered his interns, who were more eager to call the police and report Spider-Man than to save a patient.

- T-thank you. - Peter said, trying to control his breathing through the mask and stepping back a few steps to let the doctors do their work.

- "Aunt May?" - Suddenly, he thought, with the image of three people appearing in his mind: one of an aunt in her 30s, another in her 50s, and the last one in her 80s... - "Damn, what is all this?" - He cursed, taking one last look at where Captain Stacy was taken, then quickly running out of the hospital, barely caring about the pain, agonizing in his knees that seemed to be relieved by a pure tingling sensation.

[ ... ]

- What the hell! - A woman shouted as she stared at the image of a being in a red armor with long golden spider claws situated on its back.

- Aunt May? - The voice came from the armor in a frightened tone as it turned, and the helmet apparently dissolved, leaving only the armor.

- Peter? - The woman said, astonished, as the person in costume was her nephew and the only family she had left in her life.

She even tried to say something, but was soon surprised by a tight hug from the boy, who shed tears from his eyes.

- Damn... - He said in the midst of crying, as if he couldn't believe he was really there.

- Peter, come on, dear... Explain to me what's going on? Is this some kind of prank? - The woman asked while returning the hug in a way that calmed the boy.

- There's so much to explain... I thought I'd never see you again... - The taller boy responded now, looking at his aunt with a sense of pure relief that she was serenely well.

- Okay, calm down, take a deep breath... Take off that costume, take a shower, and then come have dinner with me. But this time, you'll have to explain everything that's going on. - The woman said, both authoritatively and sympathetically, given the boy's emotionally shaken state, which she believed was really due to the recent incident at the tower downtown.

This time, nothing could be overlooked. She found her nephew's nighttime outings strange, his intense curiosity about Oscorp and his parents' past, and now the destroyed tower with a grotesque giant lizard fighting what was the famous vigilante Spider-Man, with her nephew now arriving completely broken and in this costume that seemed different from what she saw on television, but the proof of what it was was clear, she just didn't want to believe it.

Agreeing with her, Peter made two taps on his chest, where surprisingly the mechanized suit with steel supports on his back underwent an advanced computerized disassembly process that retracted towards a dark metallic spider support he touched, simply showing that he was wearing a similar suit underneath, but this time made of fabric. He touched his chest again, and the suit seemed to stretch for him to easily remove it.

Wearing only boxers this time, the boy walked to the shower, not caring about the surprised look on his aunt's face as she studied his injured and bruised body, making her fear what her mind was already theorizing.

[ ... ]

It had been thirty minutes since Parker had entered the bathroom, and during that time, the boy began to organize all his thoughts and recent events.

Less than an hour ago, he was battling alongside Mr. Stark and all the heroes erased by the mad titan, Thanos. A powerful villain who had given a real beating to all the Avengers and strangers. After obtaining the Time Stone, he abandoned them on that planet in search of the last Infinity Stone on Earth.

After that, some time passed, and to his shock, he had been killed... or rather, erased in seconds without knowing exactly what had gone wrong, only with the terrifying sensation of his cells being disintegrated and he predicting it anguishingly even before it happened.

He clearly remembered feeling sick, falling into the arms of his mentor who showed fear and complete lack of action, where everything finally went dark with him only feeling an extremely powerful energy passing through his body, making him, in the blink of an eye, find himself standing again, but this time hugged by Stark in a completely different battlefield. He knew well that something was wrong because the look of the man he considered a father showed relief for something that had been accomplished, there was a certain tired look in him, as if everything had been accumulating for much longer than Peter could imagine.

In the midst of this, over the minutes, everything was very confusing and chaotic, with him seeing everyone battling fiercely and skillfully. There was a kind of gluttonous Thor who did not lose any power while wielding an incredible axe, a Steve Rogers wielding Mjolnir, a Hulk with glasses and a completely wrecked right arm, a group of heroine women who defended him and fought against hundreds of enemies, finishing them off in an ultra-surreal way in the boy's view. It was a multicolored show of shots, energies, magic, and pure destruction, where his gaze lingered on only two people.

The newly acquainted with an invented name, Doctor Strange, had both hands occupied holding off the equivalent of a small army, but his eyes were firmly on the second person while he aimed to give an indication by raising one finger, his lips silently mouthing: One.

Stark, who seemed to catch on to all of this, had a look that Peter knew well: the look of someone ready to sacrifice themselves for others.

Something that showed in action as Stark aimed to confront Thanos, who had as central adversaries two lightning manipulators.

From a distance, Peter saw Stark eyeing Thanos' gauntlet, little knowing his thoughts, but Peter soon acted with a courage he didn't even know he possessed.

Tony looked at the red gauntlet, with Thanos occupied, Steve and Thor on his heels. He grabbed the metallic object with his bleeding, wounded hands, exhaustion taking its toll on his body, but none of that mattered. Because he finally had it, he finally had something that could fix everything, something that would give a future to his daughter, his wife, his friends... and... his "adopted son."

Thanos raised his hand in front of him as he wielded the gauntlet that had been passed from hand to hand across the field and finally returned to its "owner":

- I am... inevitable. - Thanos quoted, smiling suddenly under the attention of the entire battlefield as he snapped his fingers, but to everyone's relief, nothing happened when he could turn his hand and notice the absence of all the Infinity Stones.

Stark's heart, which should have been bitter and full of fear, was now totally light and ready for what was to come as he saw the despair on the mad titan's face, noticing his gauntlet had no stones, where Stark raised his arm prepared for what was to come, showing there was another red gauntlet.

Being thus prepared a million times to sacrifice himself, he could barely understand what had happened when a tug occurred on his arm instead of a shock of cosmic energy as happened with Hulk, with a red, black, and gold blur heading towards the nearest hill behind him, finally achieving what he wanted.

- NO! - Tony screamed horrified when he saw his considered son holding all the stones with his hands, their cosmic energy flowing through his arm with the gritted teeth of Spider-Man without a mask, who had everyone watching him, whether ally or enemy.

- I... I am... Spider-Man. - Peter announced with a serious look, different from his usual playful and innocent manner, and thus his arm was affected by the deepest desire of his being, glowing the entire universe in pure white.

The supposed "armed hare" near Thor aimed to shoot at a ship coming towards him, but before hitting it, it turned purely to dust as it disintegrated immediately.

Every enemy on the battlefield withered from flesh to dust, with no chance of salvation.

The field, once occupied by two enemy forces, now held victory for the Avengers.

Not only that, throughout the universe, with his troops spread across various planets, every malevolent member of the mad titan's forces was erased from existence.

Steve panted heavily as he watched everything.

Thor couldn't believe that a Midgardian would have such courage.

Thanos couldn't believe it either as he saw member after member, ship after ship, and everything he owned turn into nothing but dust.

Knowing what was coming, the mad titan sat with a feeling of internal degradation as his body was slowly destroyed to dust, with no final villainous words of mediocre acceptance of defeat, as he knew and fully understood that this was his end, and now he surrendered to the arms of death.

- I'm sorry, Mr. Stark. - The words came from the mound where the one responsible for all of this was located and fell forward from such a height, with Iron Man catching him in the air to prevent his fall. - I'm sorry, I knew what you were going to do... and you're human... sorry for interfering, but I heard you have a daughter... so... - The boy, obviously fearful of having failed his mentor, explained, frightened by the internal sensation of being erased and then reappearing, but this time on a completely new and excruciating level, barely noticing that his right arm was as destroyed as Hulk's.

- No, kid... don't speak. - Tony was terrified as he adjusted the boy against a wall, and tears began to form in his eyes. - It wasn't your responsibility, you had to return to your aunt, to your best friend, to your school, have as many girlfriends as you want, worry about class assignments, and make hundreds of mistakes that would help you grow and learn from them. - The crowd arriving in the area didn't know what to say about Peter's hopeless state or Tony's desperate condition.

- We won, didn't we? - He asked, no longer aware of his surroundings, only knowing that all the Avengers were aiming to appear behind his mentor. - I-I'm sorry, Tony..., but find May, take care of her... she can't be alone. - The terrifying fear in his voice of what would happen to his aunt if she knew about her nephew's death. He understood well what many would do in her place, and he didn't wish that for the most amazing woman he knew in the world.

- All right, I always took care of her after the snap... she was never left alone. - Tony explained with a certain contented laugh from Peter, but who increasingly lost focus.

- T-that's good. - He murmured as Pepper Potts appeared behind Tony in her blue suit, holding his shoulders, as he didn't feel strong enough to endure this.

- Peter. - Pepper said with the boy looking confusedly at her. - May is fine, we've become best friends, she's been working at Stark Industries, her mind is as brilliant as yours, kid... you can rest easy. - She said, feeling Tony leaning weakly on her shoulder.

- Okay... t-thank you, for everything. - Peter said, feeling his vision slowly darken, seeing on the horizon every Avenger or hero kneeling in respect for his sacrifice.

It started with Hawkeye, followed by Black Panther and Captain Marvel.

Star-Lord and Nebula paid their respects next, then Valkyrie joined the process, Ant-Man, Captain America, and the God of Thunder were next, even Doctor Strange paid his respects, this time perplexed by the unique event that had just happened before his eyes. Among so many universal lines he had witnessed before giving up the Time Stone, nothing like this had ever happened. He couldn't help but admire the courage of someone so young, whom he had judged so little.

Along with this, throughout the battlefield, every hero and warrior knelt around the boy who sacrificed himself for humanity, facing the most powerful enemy ever seen by all, each wondering if they would have had such courage in the boy's place.

Thus, ending the story of Spider-Man.

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[ ... ]

- "So I died?" - Peter asked himself, staring at the mirror, looking for any evidence of the shattered state of his arm. His memories were confusing and disordered, along with the events he had experienced, which seemed like two different people in different Spider-Man suits.

He didn't understand it well, but only one thing seemed to matter now: May's presence in this house, how he felt hope and comfort seeing her again, and how the terrifying feeling before his death seemed to have passed, only in her presence.

Quickly leaving the shower with a towel around his waist, the boy finally reached his room, which was not far from the bathroom due to the apartment being tiny.

There in his room, studying the place where he always hid his first suits, he saw two with a strange appearance that he had never worn before, both red and blue but in different shades, both with incredible white and black stitching, but with different spider designs on the back. He wasn't sure where they came from, only with strange memories of two different guys sewing them, but everything was confusing, as he had already sewn his own suit, and it didn't come close to these.

Amid so many questions and doubts, such as why he was there and not on the final battlefield?

Why did he survive among so many exceptional and well-trained Avengers?

What should he do from now on?

Contact Tony, he wanted to do that, but a certain doubt and even a crazy theory that every teenager had blossomed in his mind, that maybe he didn't really die and went back in time, or rather, was taken to another dimension, like in the dozens of comics he and Ned read together.

He wasn't sure, but as always, May's presence made Peter stay calm, different from the previous frantic events and, thinking of her, he was finally pulled out of his personal world by his aunt's voice calling him to dinner.

- Peter, dinner's ready! - The woman said, with her typical lively style of talking to her nephew.

Upon his aunt's call, Parker quickly put on a comfortable pair of black sweatpants to stay at home, along with a basic pair of slippers. In that moment, he walked calmly towards the kitchen while finishing drying his hair with the towel.

He had never been one to show off his strength or abilities, but looking in the hallway mirror, he couldn't deny that he had become much more attractive than many boys his age. However, as always, his humble and even nerdy nature made him hide in thick clothes while trying in every way not to attract attention at school. And now, after all the events against the mad titan, he noticed himself even taller, more defined, and even powerful.

- Help yourself! Let's talk calmly. - May Parker said, trying to contain herself from asking everything exasperatedly and understanding why her nephew had that mechanized armor, which certainly must have cost a fortune.

He silently stared at his aunt, where his attention turned to the phone vibrating in his sweatpants pocket.

Staring at the screen, Peter became even more confused:

The image of a blonde woman appeared on the contact photo, where his phone continued to vibrate with the name "Gwen" displayed on the screen.

He didn't understand what it meant, only that he was familiar with the name and its relation to the police officer he left at the hospital, but he decided to leave that for later and resolve everything with his aunt tonight without interruptions.

Ignoring the call, his aunt asked:

- Who was it?

- No one I know... shall we eat? - He finally asked as he sat down and served himself from a pot of rice next to others with meat and pasta.

[ ... ]

Twenty minutes had passed since the start of dinner, and so far, Peter hadn't said anything, his thoughts drifting through the events against the mad titan and the crazy time travel he had experienced, like in the fictional works of such themes.

He didn't know where to start, and his aunt's sweet expressions didn't help at all. He knew well that her smile was a clear sign of "spill it," but he didn't really know how to explain everything sensibly, especially how he had confronted a giant lizard, which was televised by all the New York news outlets.

- Touch her. - Peter heard, immediately looking at his aunt.

- Did you say something? - The boy asked his aunt, who found the question strange.

- I didn't say anything. - May replied in confusion, staring at her nephew.

- If you want to reveal the whole truth, follow your hidden instincts... and touch her. - Again, Parker heard the voice, this time with his head down, and to his surprise, his aunt got up from the table and calmly touched his chin, lifting it to make him look into her eyes.

- Peter... what's going on!? I'm not just talking about now... what have you been doing late at night outside the house since the incident with your uncle? Why all this mystery, these confused and scared expressions? - May asked, looking at him worriedly. - And these bruises and injuries, I need to know what they are to help you."

- Touch her, and she will receive our mark and protection. - The hoarse voice buzzed in his ears, with an uncomfortable sensation in the area.

- TOUCH HER... and she will know everything. - The voice came louder this time, with Parker putting his hands over his ears due to the enormous discomfort, as a loud buzzing seemed to echo throughout the area like a loud bell ringing right next to him.

- TOUCH IT AND IT WILL ONLY BE YOURS! - Finally, the voice will come out loudly, and Peter will move his body unconsciously.

Something that had immediately taken her aunt by surprise was the wrapping of an arm around her waist, a light touch with her right hand under her forehead as she smoothed her hair, and finally an impulsive kiss that at first made her react defensively, but after a few seconds she had aimed to reciprocate unconsciously without knowing why she was doing it with an attractive feeling she hadn't felt for a long time.

Something that not even Peter knew, but which made them both meet in the hot, lustful action of a fully grown kiss that the webhead had never given anyone in his life.

May's mind seemed to travel far away from this universal plane, several flashes of memory ran through her mind as if they were an extremely fast movie, watched and understood.

She practically watched her nephew's life as Spider-Man, seeing his confrontations and adventures as a hero, and even the memories of another version of him who lived in a similar apartment, but who, at the same time, was very different.

All this in the midst of a lustful kiss that awakened hidden and sinful feelings from an extremely safe and hidden cocoon between the two of them, who had never allowed themselves such happiness in memory of their dearly departed Uncle Ben.

Then, at last, the shortness of breath. The kiss soon ended with a slight tingle around the older woman's waist.

- Peter... You!... Spider-Man... That kiss... - May tried to say something in the midst of her disconnected thoughts from the recent discovery, and the slightly damp feeling that had arisen between her legs from all the carnal contact, which had stirred her alarmingly.

- I'm sorry, May... I can't take it anymore! - Peter had finally said something completely serious, whereupon he had grabbed Parker around the waist and lifted her up, followed by her unconsciously wrapping her legs around the boy's waist, only for both of them to return to their sinful incestuous kiss in that small apartment.

- Peter... we can't... - May had tried to say, with a shred of common sense under all the touches, caresses and hickeys coming from her nephew.

She had never thought of him doing that, but just seeing him with that domineering gaze made her feel hot and moist inside.

- I'm really sorry! But you're mine. - Peter said after another lascivious kiss with his aunt, where this time he had quickly opened her shirt and unbuttoned her triple-clasp bra. - I'm tired of seeing you sad and hiding it from me without being able to help you like you've always helped me... so I think I'd better change my approach.

The way he spoke seemed to change every minute he touched her, making him more eager to pleasure her and continue in everything he did.

May had even thought he'd say something before doing anything, but she'd immediately let out a quiet moan as he'd dropped his mouth to her breasts, which were lightly squeezed, licked and nibbled temptingly by the younger man.

- Peter... take it easy... - May tried to say as she felt herself being laid down on the living room sofa.

Only to immediately have his pants opened and slightly removed under a predatory look from the younger man, which only left the redhead feeling that this was wrong, but also great.

[ ... ]

Minutes had passed since the recent lascivious events between the two, aunt and nephew, and the redhead was currently trying to hold back her moans by nibbling lightly on the middle of her fingers, all while feeling her nephew give her intimacy a real treat using only his tongue and fingers, in which he gave her a kind of caress on her hair, encouraging her to continue deeper and in that way that she had come to love so much in the last few minutes.

- Oh... That's it, Peter! Just like that... right there. - The woman had said, in a tone of voice completely lost in lust, it had been so long since she had felt that sensation. Where, despite being done by her nephew, the feeling of guilt and common sense had been lost since the first kiss.

Peter had never thought of doing this to his aunt, but her actions showed that she was enjoying it, and wouldn't stop anytime soon until she saw him begging for mercy.

He didn't understand the reason for his impulsive actions, but after everything... until he liked the way he had acted with her, he had chosen to follow the wave, bringing even more pleasure to the person he loved.

[ ... ]

{ Hours Later }

It had been a very hot night for Peter, for the first time he had done something like this with a woman, and at no point had he let himself stop doing what gave him and his aunt so much pleasure.

They both explored every space in the apartment in their wildest fetishes, whether in the kitchen, bedroom, bathroom, sofa, or in the many positions May had taught her nephew.

Neither of them stayed back, as the younger man's lack of experience was overcome by his own vigor, which kept him on his toes to learn more and more from the beauty that is his aunt, which led to each of them having sex until they couldn't stand up any longer. On the one hand, Peter, who used his stamina to impress the brunette, and she, who hadn't done this for a long time, enjoyed it all, falling asleep with her nephew snuggling up to her on the double bed.

[ ... ]

== Nowhere from Nowhere ==

Peter had no idea where he was. Until a few minutes ago, he was tucking May into bed, as she would fall asleep when they had sex by 06:00.

But now he aimed to look at all sides of the dark vastness that seemed endless and devoid of anyone.

He might have continued his musings and exploration, but soon a voice he had recently come to know reappeared.

However, not in his mind, but as if it propagated through the entire dark vastness.

- You finally came... - The voice of an old man emerged with a bright flash that made Parker close his eyes.

Only when he opened them could he glimpse an old man sitting on some kind of throne, his appearance wrinkled with age, with gray hair, and wearing a white suit.

- Sit down, child! I've wanted to talk to you for a while. - The old man said in a gesture that made another throne appear in front of Parker, who immediately sat down, feeling no threats from the old man.

But rather a profound feeling, something similar to what he felt for his Uncle Ben... A fraternal feeling, maybe from uncle to nephew or grandfather to grandson.

The webhead didn't know very well but was even more surprised by the image of all the Avengers slowly appearing behind the old man. And it didn't stop there, there were hundreds of people he had never seen before, including the recent villain, Thanos.

But something was strange, they all looked at him with smiles. There was a Stark wearing a red gauntlet, a Hulk strangely smiling and wearing glasses, a Captain America wielding Mjolnir, a gluttonous Thor who still seemed even cooler with an incredible axe/hammer in hand, and many others who looked completely different from what he remembered.

- What is this place? Who are you?... I was at my house... is the discomfort gone? - Peter said, full of doubt and euphoria, with the old man laughing.

- Calm down! Your aunt is fine... this place is a space solely mine and no one else's, and I... I am Stan Lee... And I came to perform one last act before leaving for my next great adventure. - The old man said, catching Parker's full attention. - I can't exactly tell you what I did in life... But near my death, I chose to leave my legacy to the universal beings... And who better for that than my favorite webhead? - Stan Lee said like a complete grandfather to Peter.

- So... my time travel was your doing? And that voice that controlled me and made me do all that with Aunt May... Was it all you? - Peter asked, seeing the old man respond immediately.

- Calm down, child... Neither I nor anyone else controlled your actions. All of that was a response to your body and soul merging with two others. Just like your aunt's was merging with two others. - Stan replied. - Of course, returning to the past was my doing..., but everything after that was you, or rather, your senses acting according to your personality, a dual voice advising you to do something and repressed feelings coming to the surface.

Seeing his favorite hero's confused face, the old man continued:

- Think about it... have you never wondered what the limits of your powers are? What is the limit you can reach, how you can achieve it, and when you will do it? - Stan asked Parker, who realized he had never asked himself that.

- The answer to 'when'... is now... returning to the past, you are taking independence of your own actions. All you have to do is train and explore everything you can do with your Spider-Man powers and unravel the mysteries of this new universe.

- The mark on your aunt's waist is one of those abilities in use. - The old man said, making Parker remember seeing a black spider tattoo on May. - A tattoo that marks your companion in the soul... making her your protected one forever, an act of great trust between both, exposing all and any secrets.

- But anyway! - The old man said this time, drawing the webhead's attention to something important. - My time in this plane is very short... and I want to leave you informed of a few things.

- It happens that by returning to the past, just by doing so, drastic changes have already occurred in the universe, especially in two neighbors that sought to collapse and merge. Not changes in events, but in the inhabitants of the universe, so you'll have to learn to deal with new figures presenting themselves in your life as if they knew you.

- This is a lot of craziness..., but I can't complain. Leaving the planet with Mr. Stark was also crazy. - Peter said, only able to laugh at the moment. - But... what do I do now? Why did you bring me back to the past? Why not someone more powerful? And Thanos and the lives of all the others? - The webhead said, referring to all the Avengers behind Stan, even Thanos who was there but showed no sign of threat.

- I chose you because you are the most humble and charismatic of all... I always saw how, amidst so many tragedies and financial difficulties, you stood firm for your aunt and allies.

- You have the potential to become as great as a god like Thor... to confront someone like Hulk or a titan like Thanos... and go even further. It's all about how you develop your powers and accept the help you need by stopping to hold back."

- Because let's face it... - The old man said with a laugh. - Your strength is not limited to having greater physical power and using new suits. Everything you need to know is within you... You just need to make an effort to discover it all... - He said while looking at his own left hand, in which a glow appeared.

- My time is coming to an end... - Stan affirmed while walking towards Parker. - This is a gift for my favorite hero... One last act, leaving my legacy to you... - He continued, gently stroking Peter's hair, something very similar to a grandfather's affection for his grandson. - Don't worry about the time from which you came, because the most important person in your life has merged with your companion lying in that bed, live the present..., I know your return to the past has opened up enormous potentials for change, all you have to do is rewrite it, leading the world to a new prosperous and glorious future."

- Take care of your neighborhood, take care of the universe itself. Don't let anyone subjugate you, maintain your humility, train to become powerful... and when the time comes... defeat your enemies along with your allies and head towards a new journey created by yourself. - Stan said this time with the glow in his hand growing, from which the famous Infinity Gauntlet appeared, but this one was red and extremely similar to the one Stark used behind the throne and that he himself used in the final battle. - Because you have always been and will always be my favorite neighborhood buddy... you deserve to carry such an honor as I head to my next journey. - Finally, he said while snapping his fingers, in response to which every Avenger and person behind him began to deteriorate with smiles on their faces.

Each one smiled at him as if encouraging him to continue his journey. An opportunity to change everything from there and become the central stage of universal changes.

One by one, they disappeared with smiles on their faces, leaving only the most powerful one there, the titan Thanos, who winked at him in a sign of courage.

- Go, child! Wake up and embark on new universal adventures... for now, my legacy is in your hands. - The old Stan Lee, who was slowly disintegrating, finally said with a gentle stroke on Parker's head, only to then disappear into dust that dispersed into the high heavens.

With that, the webhead's vision blurred, turning everything back into darkness.

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He immediately stood up as he felt something stir next to him. Peter was soon taken by surprise by a kiss from his aunt, who was sitting on the bed with a cup of coffee in her hands.

- You're finally awake, tiger. - May had told her nephew that she had blushed at having such a nickname. He was still a little lost by everything he had seen in his dream. - And to think that a real sex machine was hidden in that cute little face. - May continued where Peter had immediately made her put the cup on the dresser, with him grabbing her by the ass and pressing her against the bed.

- Don't play with fire... May. - Peter had said as he lifted her shirt, planting kisses and short hickeys on her. With her gasping in desire. - Or you could end up getting burned. - Finally, he ended up smiling seductively at her, who was already waiting for him to attack her just like last night.

And with that I end the first chapter of Infinite Change. I know that many people tend to want to see completely detailed sex scenes. However, my writing style is all about showing that the protagonist has done something, and leaving it to the reader's mind to work out what that was like through Gifs.

A style of 80% plot and 20% scenes of what you want.

 I hope you're all enjoying it, and please send in ideas of what you want to see from now on. Which character you want to see inserted based on this time travel, and even the merging of two neighboring universes that I know you all know well.

I'll be waiting for you all in the comments section below! See you XD.

-- Characters Introduced --

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Peter Parker:

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May Parker:

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Stan Lee:

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Iron Armor:

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-- Sexual Relations --

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