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Capítulo 183: Ezekiel Sims

The heroes spread out across the city, each taking a different sector to search for any remnants of Miles' machinations. Peter also wanted to make sure everything was alright. He swung from building to building, his eyes scanning the streets below for anything out of place.

He landed on top of a skyscraper and surveyed the surrounding area. The streets were quiet and empty, tonight due to the evacuation drill. All civilians were either hiding in their homes or waiting in the designated shelters. There wasn't much activity. Peter took a deep breath and closed his eyes, focusing his senses. He spread out his chi and magic all around, enhancing his senses to the maximum. Nothing. No traces of cyborgs, nor any sign of danger. Everything was calm.

"Good," Peter muttered softly and opened his eyes. "Huh?!" His senses detected a life signature a few blocks away from his location, on a rooftop, but he couldn't get a read on it. Something was interfering with his chi, blocking his senses. He leaped off the building and swung towards the source of the energy reading, curiosity getting the better of him.

He arrived at the rooftop where the unknown energy signature was coming from. As he got nearer, the figure stepped into the light—a tall, elderly man with a lean build, dressed in simple clothing. There was nothing particularly menacing about him, yet Peter couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to this man than met the eye.

"Hey there, old-timer," Peter called out, trying to keep his tone light. "It's not safe to be up here. You should head back inside."

The man looked up at Peter, his expression calm and unreadable. "I'm just out for a walk," he replied, his voice steady and deep. "But I should be the one telling you that, young man. The city is dangerous tonight."

Before Peter could respond, the man turned and leaped from the rooftop, landing on the side of a building with ease.

Peter's eyes widened as the man began to run, not on the ground, but along the vertical surface of the building. He moved with a speed and agility that rivaled Peter's own, his footsteps light and precise. Without a second thought, Peter launched himself after the man, his webs shooting out to pull him along. "Hey! Wait up!" he called out, but the man didn't slow down. If anything, he sped up, darting around corners and leaping from one building to the next with an ease that defied logic.

Peter pushed himself to keep up, his mind racing with questions.

Who was this man? How was he able to move like that? How is he crawling and walking on the wall like him?

The chase led them through the labyrinth of New York's skyline, the two figures darting through the air like shadows in the night. Peter could feel his frustration growing. No matter how fast he went, the man always seemed to be one step ahead, effortlessly evading every web and every attempt to cut him off.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the man stopped on a rooftop overlooking Central Park. As soon as Spidey landed on the rooftop, he made sure to surround the entire area with magic traps. The old man turned toward Peter.

"Who are you?" Peter demanded, his voice laced with suspicion. "And where did you get that spider power?"

"You are going to die soon," The old man replied, ignoring Peter's questions. "I've been watching you. You're strong, but not strong enough to defeat what's coming." He flipped over toward Peter and landed on his feet, then he extended his hand toward him. "Nice to meet you Spider-Man. Or should I say, Peter Parker?"

Peter stared at the man in shock, his eyes wide behind his mask. He threw a punch, aiming to blast the old man's face, but the old man dodged it with ease. "How do you know my name?!" He growled. "You better come clean, oldie. Or else-"

"Or else what?" The man asked, his voice calm and unwavering. "Will you kill me? Beat me to death? No, Peter. I know your power and your weakness and I'm far more superior than you. It would take more than brute strength to beat me. Besides, I've been crawling around long before your birth. So, show some respect, boy."

Peter shook his head with a sigh, "Superior you say, huh?!" He pointed his finger at the place where the old man was standing. Multiple chains shot out from under the old man's feet, ensnaring his body in their tight grip. "You see... Things have been too dangerous lately. First wizards from the Dark Dimension, then these freaking cyborgs, and now you pop up out of nowhere. And since you know my weakness, I think I'll just kill you. Problem solved. Right? So, wanna talk?"

The old man chuckled, "I'm about to yank your chain like nobody else ever has before, and nobody ever will again. So listen carefully. Ever wondered how you got your power? How many spider abilities do you have? How many you have yet to unlock? Why did you get that many abilities? Why did the Great Weaver want to save you? How did those useless chumps manage to steal those spiders from a highly secured facility with their pea-sized brains? Did the radiation enable the spider to give you those powers? Or was the spider trying to give you those powers before the radiation killed it? Which came first? The radiation? Or the power? The chicken or the egg or the power?"

Peter remained silent for a few minutes, processing everything that he just heard. Finally, he spoke up, "So... I'm guessing you had a hand in this? Me getting bitten by multiple spiders and gaining my spider powers?"

The old man nodded. "It was a necessary precaution to throw off that bloodsucker."

"Ok. Stop right there. What's your name? You know mine, so... Care to share yours?"

"My name is Ezekiel Sims. And I'm here to give you a chance to save your own life," Ezekiel replied, his tone serious. "You have a lot to learn, Peter Parker. There are forces beyond your comprehension at work here."

'Ah! Sims, huh?! I know all about you..." Peter smirked under his mask as he remembered Ezekiel Sims from comics that he read in his real world before these rebirth shits.

Ezekiel Sims, a recipient of Spider-Totem powers through a mysterious ritual, sought fortune following his newfound abilities similar to Spider-Man's. Recognizing his totemic nature and the threat from higher-order beings, Ezekiel took measures to protect future Spider-Totems from entities like Morlun. He joined the Spider Society, aiding in the formation of WebCorps as a front. He mentored Cindy Moon, another bitten by a Radioactive Spider, training her until realizing Morlun was tracking her. To safeguard her, Ezekiel secluded Cindy in a special room.

Monitoring Peter Parker's development as Spider-Man, Ezekiel warned him of Morlun's pursuit. Despite urging Peter to hide, he faced Morlun himself to prevent casualties.

In a confrontation with Morlun, Ezekiel saved Spider-Man's life but disappeared after a subsequent fight. He later aided Spider-Man against Shathra, guiding him to a sacred temple in Ghana and warning him of imminent threats beyond Morlun. As the Gatekeeper targeted Ezekiel for his accidental acquisition of powers, their conflict escalated. Ezekiel, deemed unworthy by the Gatekeeper, plotted against Spider-Man, ultimately sacrificing himself to save Peter, realizing his life pursuit of wealth was misguided.

"Where is Cindy Moon?" Peter asked. His question seemed to have taken Ezekiel by surprise as he saw the old man stiffened. "I know about you. You trapped Cindy Moon in a special chamber for years to protect her from Morlun. Now, you want me to go inside a similar room like that and hide in there? Nah! I'll take my chances."

Ezekiel regained his composure and sighed, "Did the Ancient One tell you?"

"Doesn't matter. But now that I think of those questions... You tried to do something new, huh?! You tried to give me multiple totem powers to throw off Morlun and use me against him as a weapon he would never expect, didn't you? If that was the case... You aren't from this reality, right? You can dimension travel like Morlun and you collected all those totem spiders and created a scenario where Flash would stumble upon them and the rest you already know..." Peter said as he summoned another batch of restraining chains, wrapping Ezekiel tightly as he began to increase the pressure.

He continued...

"That 0X-Serum. It just happened to be there, right in front of my eyes when I needed it the most. You knew what Osborn was experimenting on, didn't you? So, in fear that I might die due to those multiple spider bites, you made sure I got that serum that has insane healing properties and much more. That brings me to my next two questions- How did you know I'd take that particular serum? 0X-Serum... Your voice... It's so familiar. It's like I've heard your voice for years. You were there... in the lab..." Peter grabbed his throat and pulled him up in the air.

"Sacrifices have to be made to keep our world safe," Ezekiel gasped as he felt the air leaving his lungs. "I chose you because you have the potential to surpass Morlun and defeat him."

"You know who I am and my second mutation that I'm still trying to figure out. You knew about it. Is it soul transfer or rebirth like Phoenix Force? You fucking piece of shit!" Peter punched his stomach.

Ezekiel coughed up blood but kept his mouth shut.

"All this time... It was you. I thought I killed everyone related to that matter. But who would have thought... You escaped. All those years of pain and suffering. Even now, I can feel it... Pain... Suffering... Anger... Hatred... Desperation... Loneliness..." Peter laughed hysterically. "The endless experiments and toxins... Hahahahaha! You... I'll rip your skin and flesh off your bones... And you're going to suffer and scream to your heart's content. I'm gonna make you feel the same pain... No, pain isn't enough. I'm gonna make you experience hell!"

Peter increased the pressure of the chains, slowly crushing Ezekiel's body. Blood dripped from the old man's mouth as he struggled to breathe, his face contorted in agony.

"But before that, you'll tell me the secret behind your powers and the coordinates of my reality..."

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Capítulo 184: Celestial genes

[Peter's First Person POV]

I opened a portal and dragged Ezekiel to the desolate land of the North Pole. The cold in this place was no joke. I threw Ezekiel on the snowy ground. Then, I raised a magic barrier around us, to prevent him from using any teleportation or dimension opener. If this version of him is with the Spider Society, then he must have one of those nifty gadgets on him that allows him to travel through time and reality.

Humm... Now that I see it, my magic proficiency has increased way more than I imagined.

"Now, talk. Depending on your answer, I'll kill you either painfully or slowly and painfully as your body boils out from the inside out. Tell you what, fuck that," I pulled him up by this throat and stabbed my stinger into his shoulder, pushing in toxin inside his veins. "I'll just give you the equal amount of pain plus interest that you caused me. So, you can either die screaming like a bitch or speak. Oh, and don't even bother trying to escape using your shitty dimension portal. It won't work."

I just stood there, watching Ezekiel writhe in agony, a twisted sense of satisfaction bubbling up inside me.

The old man's body convulsed in pain as the toxin flowed through his veins, burning him from the inside out. His once calm and unreadable expression was now replaced with sheer terror, his eyes wide as they met mine, silently pleading for mercy.

But mercy was something he ain't gonna get from me.

"Arggg! Stop it, Peter," Ezekiel grunted. "The fate of this universe hangs on the balance."

"Yeah... And whose fault is that, huh?!" I stepped on his hand and twisted my foot. Bones broke and knuckles cracked under my weight as I grinned. "Years of pain and only pain as those fuckers pushed those countless toxins and god knows what crap into my body... You have no idea what it's like to be in that place. It was worse than hell. I'm just returning the favor. Enjoy it. Relish it. You're going to be stuck here until you give me a satisfying answer or die... Hopefully, the latter."

Ezekiel's hands fumbled for something in his pocket, and I saw him pull out a syringe with shaking fingers. I didn't move to stop him—I didn't need to. He stabbed the needle into his arm, pushing the plunger down with all the strength he could muster, but it was futile. The toxin I injected into him was far more potent than anything he could counteract. I had made sure of that.

His antidote barely made a dent. I could see it in his eyes—the realization that he was going to die. But still, he clung to hope, as weak and desperate as it was.

"Antidote? Really?!" I knelt down beside him and slammed the old man on his back. "You see that pit over there," I pointed toward a massive hole in the ice. "It goes pretty deep. So, once you're dead, I'll throw your rotten corpse there."

"Talk," I growled, tightening my grip on his throat. "Tell me everything or this pain will be the last thing you ever feel."

He gasped for air, his voice barely a whisper as he tried to speak. "Peter… You don't understand… There are things… forces beyond… your comprehension…"

"Blah, blah, blah... I don't care. But it sure is fun to watch you squirm like a worm," I grabbed his hair and slammed his face on the icy ground, relishing every little sound of his pathetic screams.

Ezekiel's body spasmed again, his skin pale and clammy. Blood dripped from the corners of his mouth as he coughed violently, struggling to form words. "The… serum… I knew… you would take it… It was the only way to… keep you alive… to make you… stronger…"

I narrowed my eyes. "And what about the spiders? The powers? You orchestrated everything, didn't you? You manipulated my entire life just to use me as your weapon against Morlun."

Ezekiel's lips trembled, his voice shaking with fear and pain. "It wasn't… just Morlun… There are others… more powerful… more dangerous… I had to prepare you… to give you a fighting chance…"

"And look where that brought you," I slammed the old man's head on the snowy ground repeatedly, enjoying the feeling of power, of dominance and control. It was addictive.

"Please... I beg of you..." Ezekiel pleaded.

"I really hate you, old man, but thanks to you I got a new life here. But how the fuck do you think I could ever forget those painful years? Those shadows, the smell of toxins, those bastards even injected cancer cells and nuclear radiation into my body. Ahh... those were good times. Oh! Speaking of time, you don't have much left," I stood up and stretched my fingers.

"I had no other choice. You think I enjoyed it? I had to live every single day with that, knowing how I destroyed a life, just to make him a weapon and use it against those monsters. I know you won't forgive me, and you'll hate me to death, but everything was necessary. Every pain and every bit of suffering, you had to go through in order to gain strength and become what you're destined for... I'm truly sorry, Peter." The old man groaned in pain.

I chuckled and looked down at Ezekiel, feeling nothing but contempt for the pathetic creature before me. "What a load of bullshit," I snapped my fingers. "If sorry was the answer for everything, then I too am sorry. I'm sorry but you are gonna die. Oh, look at your skin." I pointed at the boils and pus-filled ulcers erupting from his pale flesh.

"I gave you a fucking new life. A life better than your pathetic past. And look at you now. Power, money, women, you have everything now, all thanks to me. So, what if you suffered a few years of pain?" Ezekiel yelled in rage. He finally showed his real face.

"Hahahaha! Now you are showing your real face, huh?" I kicked his stomach.

Ezekiel curled up on the ground, blood dripping from his mouth.

"Well, time's up. I'll figure it out my way if you don't want to speak. Although it's gonna be boring without your screams, hahaha..." I stomped on his legs, crushing them like toothpicks.

Ezekiel screamed in pain. "ARGGGGG!!!"

I grinned and slammed my fists into his back, breaking his ribs and spine. "Fuck! This feels so good... Ahhh..."

Ezekiel coughed up blood as I continued my brutal assault, enjoying every moment of it.

"Stop it! I'll talk," He finally spoke after some more beating.

I stopped my brutal assault and sat beside him. "Good boy, now talk. Everything."

"Morlun... is just a small fish compared to the bigger fishes that are lurking in the darkness of this universe. Knull, Thanos, and Galactus are coming for the earth. You won't be able to stop them. You need me alive. I can help you." Ezekiel muttered.

"Speak something I don't know, like how does my secondary mutation or power whatever it is work? Is it soul transfer, rebirth, or memory transfer?" I asked, genuinely curious about my current abilities.

"It's rebirth and it's not mutation or power. It's a curse. You can not die no matter what you do. Even if your physical body perishes, your soul will be reborn in another body, maybe even in a different universe." Ezekiel spat.

"Woah! That's... interesting, I guess. But if it isn't a mutation, then what the fuck is this power?" I asked with a curious tone.

"Even I don't know. I just stumbled upon the info in Norman's office about a teen boy with undetectable mutation genes. It was something new. After scanning your body, I found traces of celestials. However, the celestial genes were mixed with human DNA..." The old man spoke with a groan. 

"What the fuck are you talking about?" I couldn't even believe the shit he is talking about. Celestial genes?!

Ezekiel continued, "Your body is a perfect mix of human and celestial genes. But that's impossible. I even scanned your body multiple times, but I got the same result. But the wavelength of your soul was too high for a normal human. Only the Celestials can have a wavelength like yours. You even had some weird energy flowing through your body. Legend tells stories about an immortal being cursed by the Gods to walk on the Earth forever. So, I decided to use you to stop the disasters. Your power was too weak. But the toxins and tortures awakened your potential right before your physical body gave out. After your death, I guided your soul using ancient occult magic to bring you into this reality... That's the truth..."

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