As Homelander In Multiverse

Midtown Science High School.

Basketball court.

"Go, Reggie."

An intense match was underway.

At this moment, a boy exerted too much force and threw the basketball out of bounds.

It knocked over a girl's paint bucket.

A cute-looking girl with glasses stood up and said, "You did that on purpose, Flash."

A tall white youth nonchalantly replied, "Of course not, but you better watch out too."

Then he picked up the basketball and returned to the court.

As the bespectacled girl fumed, a disheveled Peter Parker walked over.

"Hi."

Parker helped her pick up the bucket and stood up, asking, "Are you okay?"

At that moment.

On the court, Flash threw the ball again.

It was about to hit the girl.

Peter Parker, quick-eyed and swift-handed, caught the ball without even looking back.

He held the basketball firmly.

The bespectacled girl looked at Parker in surprise.

"Give me the ball, Parker."

Flash walked over, making a gesture.

Peter Parker glanced at him, then walked towards the court: "Want the ball?"

"It's simple, just take it from me."

Flash smiled, not taking Parker seriously at all.

He walked over and suddenly reached for the ball in Parker's hand.

But he grabbed air.

A soft gasp rose from the court.

Flash frowned and quickly reached out again.

Peter Parker dribbled swiftly, moving the ball behind his back to his other hand.

It was like magic.

Flash's face burned, and he whispered, "Cut it out, buddy."

Peter Parker smiled without speaking, then raised his hand, holding the ball in front of Flash: "Take it."

As Flash reached out to take it.

A hand pressed down on the ball.

Peter Parker looked up and saw a blond man. He suddenly remembered seeing him on the subway yesterday.

Azu looked at the future Spider-Man and smiled: "Let me try?"

The next second, Peter Parker felt a tremendous force on his hand.

Then the basketball was easily taken away by the other.

He was stunned.

As for Flash beside him, he had no idea what had just happened.

"Here."

Azu threw the basketball to the tall youth.

Peter Parker glanced at Azu and turned to leave.

As he walked.

A voice echoed in his mind.

"You're not the only special one."

It was Azu's voice!

Mind transmission.

It could be considered an extension of 'mental intrusion,' a skill Azu had only recently figured out.

Now, he had invaded Spider-Man's mind, letting his voice resonate directly in the other's consciousness.

Peter Parker couldn't help but stop and turn to look at Azu standing on the court.

Azu smiled and walked towards the entrance.

Peter thought for a moment and decided to follow.

They arrived at the school building's rooftop.

Peter spread his hands: "Were you bitten by a spider too?"

Azu chuckled: "No, I'm different from you."

"I'm the natural kind."

"Really?" Peter Parker asked with interest.

"Me?"

Azu's feet slightly left the ground.

"Cool." Peter whistled, "Can you fly?"

"Not just that, I can do more." Azu landed back on the ground.

Peter walked over to him, smiling: "You don't look like a teacher from our school."

Azu shrugged: "Of course not."

"I just happened to pass by today and coincidentally saw you."

"I remember your performance on the subway yesterday, so I wanted to come in and see you."

Peter Parker was excited to find a kindred spirit and asked curiously: "What do you usually do? Do you use your abilities to help others?"

"You want to know?"

Azu smiled and said: "Then I'll come find you this afternoon."

"I'll tell you what I usually do."

"Okay."

"Deal."

In the blink of an eye, it was evening.

Peter Parker met Azu outside the school gate.

"Follow me."

Azu beckoned.

The young Spider-Man followed him away from the school.

At the school gate, a pretty and charming girl was looking around.

Then she saw Peter Parker's back.

Holding her textbooks, she said: "Strange, who is Peter with?"

Just then, a girl passed by: "Gwen, aren't you going home yet?"

"Just about to leave, bye." Gwen Stacy waved goodbye to her classmate and headed towards the subway station.

On the other side, Peter Parker looked puzzled at the man before him.

He had actually led him to a fast-food restaurant.

"What's up?"

Azu laughed: "Do you think I don't need to eat?"

"No, no."

Peter Parker smiled: "I thought you would do something special."

"I will."

"But not now."

"Now is meal time."

Azu called the waiter and ordered two fast-food meals.

By the time they finished dinner and left the restaurant, it was already dark.

"Alright, now you can follow me."

Azu led him into an alley, then tapped on his vibranium bracelet.

The bracelet instantly released countless nanites.

In a moment, Azu was clad in a black vibranium suit, with a red cape.

"Wow, that's amazing."

"How did you do that?" Peter Parker said with admiration.

Azu's 'transformation' was like something out of a movie, reminiscent of those mysterious heroes.

"It's nothing."

"So, are you ready?" Azu asked with a smile.

Peter Parker looked confused: "Ready for what?"

Azu didn't answer, just picked him up and flew into the sky.

"Wow."

"You can really fly!"

"Oh my god, I'm so jealous of you!"

"I wish I could fly too."

Peter Parker cheered excitedly.

A moment later, he was placed on a rooftop.

Peter Parker was puzzled: "What are we doing here, sir?"

Azu floated in the air outside the rooftop, smiling, and pointed down with his hand.

Peter then looked down from the rooftop.

Below was a dimly lit alley, where a black man with a gold chain was holding a knife to a woman's neck.

"Hand over all your valuables, now!"

The woman quickly said: "I'll give you all my money, please don't hurt me."

On the rooftop.

Peter immediately understood.

This was a robbery!

Then he heard Azu ask: "If it were you, what would you do?"

Peter Parker was stunned, then thought seriously.

"If it were me, I would catch the criminal and take him to the police station."

"That's it?"

Azu smiled: "What if he comes out of the police station and commits crimes again?"

Peter Parker looked blank, scratching his head: "I don't know, maybe, let the police deal with it?"

Azu didn't continue the topic, but said: "Didn't you want to know what I usually do?"

"This is what I do."

With that, Azu 'whooshed' down into the alley.

The moment he landed, the entire alley shook.

On the rooftop, Peter saw this and couldn't help but say: "He's so cool."

Then he saw Azu walk over.

In the alley, the black man was startled by Azu's sudden appearance.

He looked up at the sky, not knowing where Azu had come from.

Then he pointed his knife at Azu: "You better not interfere."

Seeing Azu continue to walk towards him.

The black man roared and stabbed at Azu's chest.

Azu reached out and grabbed the knife.

With a squeeze, the dagger shattered.

Then Azu's eyes lit up, shooting out two golden streams of light, slicing across the black man's knife-wielding arm.

The arm immediately fell off the black man's body, landing on the ground.

The black man's wound was charred, and the blood was instantly dried by the high temperature of the 'heat vision' before it could flow.

The black man was stunned, then screamed, clutching his severed arm and backing away.

"My arm."

"My arm."

Azu then said: "Remember, this time it's just an arm."

"Next time you commit a crime, be ready to say goodbye to your life."

"Get lost!"

The black man glanced at the arm on the ground, his eyes filled with fear, and quickly ran out of the alley.

Azu smiled, then flew back up.

Returning to the rooftop.

Peter Parker now looked at Azu, his eyes showing something different.

He never expected Azu to be so brutal, directly cutting off the black man's arm.

Azu looked at him: "What, you think I shouldn't have done that?"

"No"

"Yes."

Peter Parker shook his head: "I'm not sure, but I think that was too cruel."

"Cruel?" Azu spread his hands, "Cruel is right."

"Mr. Parker, if you take a closer look at this world."

"You'll find that most of the time, the world is cruel."

"So-called warmth is just an illusion."

"Just temporary."

"Lift the veil of warmth, and you'll find cruelty everywhere in this world."

"And people like that."

"Do you think you can reform them?"

"Do you think throwing them into the police station will make them repent?"

"No, Mr. Parker."

"They won't."

"Without a profound lesson, they'll come out and do bad things again."

"And then it's the innocent who get hurt."

"Isn't that cruel to the innocent?"

Peter Parker vaguely felt that Azu's words were too extreme, but he couldn't find a reason to refute them.

Azu continued: "When we were kids, if we did something wrong, our parents would punish us."

"If the mistake was too big, we might even get a beating."

"But it's these punishments and pains that draw boundaries for us."

"Letting us know what things we can't cross."

"That's what I'm doing."

"I hurt these thugs, make them feel deep pain."

"So next time they want to make the same mistake, they'll remember this pain."

"And then they'll know they can't make the same mistake again."

"Because the pain etched in their bones will remind them."

"That's what I'm doing."

Tonight's experience had a huge impact on Peter Parker.

So much so that when he got home, he was still in a daze.

He even overlooked Uncle Ben sitting at the door.

Until Uncle Ben coughed.

Peter Parker then snapped out of it.

"Hey, Uncle Ben."

"Sorry, I was thinking about something."

"Didn't see you."

Uncle Ben said sternly: "You don't need to apologize to me, but you should apologize to your Aunt May."

"Mr. Parker, did you forget that I have the night shift tonight."

"I told you this morning to pick up your Aunt May tonight."

"But you?"

"What did you do?"

"You didn't answer my calls, leaving my wife, your aunt, to walk 12 blocks alone in the middle of the night."

"You're so much like your father."

Mentioning his father, Peter Parker shook his head: "Don't bring him up."

"And, this is really my fault."

"I apologize, I got distracted by other things."

Uncle Ben scoffed: "Distracted, your father was always distracted too."

"And he always overlooked the people around him."

"Listen, kid."

"You're really like your dad."

"That's a good thing."

"But your father had one good point, he was a man of conviction, of principle."

"He believed that if you could do good for others, you had a responsibility to do it."

"That's the key, not a choice."

"That's responsibility."

Peter Parker held his head: "I said, don't talk to me about him!"

"He's great, right?"

"Then where is he, let him come out and tell me this!"

He shouted, then threw down his backpack, pulled up his hood, and walked towards the deserted street.

Aunt May hurried out the door, looking at her husband: "You promised to talk to him properly."

Uncle Ben looked at the backpack on the ground: "He wasn't like this before."

"He must be troubled by something, I'll go check on him."

Uncle Ben walked onto the street, calling ahead: "Wait for me, Peter, come back, let's talk."

His call only made Peter run faster.

All of this.

Was seen by Azu in the sky.

Watching the old man chasing Peter Parker, Azu remained silent.

After shaking off his uncle, Peter Parker wandered the streets alone for a while.

Suddenly feeling thirsty, he ducked into a convenience store.

He picked out a bottle of milk from the fridge, but at the checkout, Peter remembered his wallet was in his backpack.

He slapped his forehead.

The cashier said impatiently: "Are you buying it or not? There are people waiting behind you."

Peter looked back.

Behind him stood a man with shoulder-length blond hair and sunglasses.

Peter shook his head and put the milk back in the fridge.

Turning around, he saw the blond man push over the items on the counter.

While the cashier was picking them up, the blond man took the money from the cash register.

But as he was about to leave, he heard someone say.

"You better put that money back."

Peter Parker, hands in his pockets, said to the man.

"Mind your own business, kid."

Then he tried to leave.

Peter quickly stepped in front of him.

Holding out his hand: "Give me the money."

"Get lost!"

The man roughly kicked at Peter.

Peter easily dodged, then tripped him, sending him sprawling.

The cashier shouted: "Give me back my money, or I'll call the police."

The blond man then threw down the money and pushed the door open to leave.

Peter didn't chase after him, picked up the money, and put it on the counter.

Then he was about to leave.

But the cashier called out: "Wait a minute."

After putting the money away, the cashier went to the fridge and took out the milk Peter had put back.

Tossed it to him.

"On me."

"Thank you, kid."

Peter caught it and smiled, the happiest moment of his night.

Just then.

He heard gunshots.

Then someone screamed.

Peter, holding the milk, came out of the convenience store and saw someone slowly sitting down on the opposite street.

Suddenly, the milk slipped from Peter's hand.

It was Uncle Ben!

"No no no!"

Peter Parker rushed across the street to the old man, seeing him covered in blood.

"No no no, Uncle Ben."

"Don't scare me."

"Uncle Ben."

"Someone help!"

"Call an ambulance!"

Peter desperately pressed on the old man's body, his hands covered in blood.

But he felt the old man's body getting colder.

"It shouldn't be like this."

"It shouldn't be like this."

At this moment, Peter was filled with regret.

If he hadn't left home, none of this would have happened.

If something happened to Uncle Ben, he didn't know how he would face Aunt May.

In the sky, Azu quietly watched all this.

Then turned and left.

"This is the suspect's appearance, ma'am, please see if you recognize him."

"No, I don't know him."

"Oh my god, why did this happen."

At home, Peter huddled in a corner.

Listening to the police and Aunt May's conversation, he was consumed by deep guilt.

As the police were about to leave, he stood up and said: "Can I have that sketch?"

When he took the suspect's sketch, Peter trembled all over.

Shoulder-length hair, sunglasses.

It was the man he had confronted in the convenience store earlier.

Peter's whole body shook.

He was filled with anger.

This anger.

Was directed at himself.

After confronting the man, he hadn't turned him over to the police.

But let him go.

If he had done something.

Uncle Ben wouldn't have been killed by this man.

At this moment, he remembered Azu's words.

"Without a profound lesson, they'll come out and do bad things again."

"And then it's the innocent who get hurt."

Uncle Ben was that innocent person!

Because he hadn't intervened further, hadn't given the man a profound lesson.

The man had just left the convenience store and killed Uncle Ben.

"It's all my fault!"

"It's all my fault!"

Just then.

A voice echoed in Peter Parker's mind.

"It's me."

"I know where the killer of your uncle is."

Peter suddenly looked up.

A moment later, in a dimly lit alley.

Peter Parker met Azu.

"Really?"

"You know where he is?" Peter Parker asked coldly.

Azu nodded: "Follow me."

"Also."

Azu took out something and tossed it to Peter Parker.

"You better wear this, unless you want to be recognized and reported when you do something."

Peter Parker caught it, it was a mask.

He immediately put it on.

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