The quiet hum of the time chamber was the only sound as Peter y o Wanda. Their bodies were entwined, exhausted from a shared iy that bordered on desperation—an aowledgment of the trials to e. Even in sleep, a storm of emotions and thoughts ed in his mind.

  Suddenly, Peter's sciousness stirred as an unfamiliar voice echoed in his mind. Deep, resonant, and tinged with authority, it cut through his dreams like a bde.

  "Peter Parker," the voice called.

  He sat bolt upright. Around him, the shimmering walls of the time chamber dissolved, and he found himself standing in a space filled with nothingness and everything—a kaleidoscope of timelines, realities, and possibilities stretg infinitely in all dires.

  Before him stood a t, otherworldly figure. His bald head reflected the lights of existence, and his white and blue robes seemed to ripple with the flow of time itself. It was The Watcher, Uatu.

  "You've brought me here?" Peter asked cautiously, his voice eg in the vastness. "Who the hell are you?" He knows that the giant is The Watcher, but he couldn't possibly reveal that he knows him. Then there will start questions which might not be good for anyone.

  "I am Uatu, the Watcher assigo observe your reality," the being began, his tone grave but ced with somethier did not expect: urgency. He was afraid for some reason and if the Watcher is afraid, then things might be worse than eter thought. "For tless eons, I have adhered to my vow of non-interference, sworn only to watd record the unfolding tapestry of existence. But now, I must break that vow. This is a time unlike any other, and the fate of this reality hangs by a thread."

  Peter frowned. "You're saying this as if it's new."

  The Watcher's gaze softened. "This is no mere ic catastrophe. The vergence of Thanos, Knull, and Gactus threatens not just your Earth but the fabric of reality itself. It was never supposed to happen like this. Even now, they draw closer, each pursuing their owructive ends. Together, their arrival heralds total annihition."

  Peter sighed with a worried expression, "Then why don't you give me something to deal with the situation?"

  "There exists a on," The Watcher said, his voice reverberating with a mixture of hope and trepidation. "The Ultimate Nullifier. A tool of unimaginable power capable of erasing even the most powerful beings from existe lies within Gactus's worldship, Taa II."

  The Watcher gestured, and a portal opehrough it, Peter glimpsed a vast, otherworldly structure. Taa II loomed like a celestial leviathan, its architecture inprehensible to the mortal mind.

  "Gactus will not surrehe Nullifier willingly," The Watcher warned. "Nor you wield it lightly. The cost of its use is imme may demand your life or your very existence or you might lose all your power and bee a regur human. But it is the only ce to preserve the reality you hold dear. You might lose everything but there will be peace. Do you have the heart to make that sacrifice?"

  Peter gazed into the portal, feeling the weight of the decision pressing on him. "And you?" he asked. "Why are you breaking your vow for me? Why now?"

  The Watcher hesitated, his gaze turning distant. "Because I have e to care for this reality. I think that your reality is worth preserving to maintain the multiversal bance."

  "?!" Peter's eyes widened. He noticed the Watcher flinch a bit. "You are not here because you care for my reality. You broke your vow because our freakiy is a in itself or... Sigh! Fuck! I am the fug , ain't I?"

  Peter looked down, a mix of gratitude and resolve shining in his eyes. "Thank you... but I'm not doing this for the universe, or for fate. I'm doing it for the people I love."

  The Watcher ined his head. "Then go. Time is short."

  The portal shimmered as Peter stepped through, determination in his heart. Wanda stirred briefly in her sleep, as if sensing his absence, but the chamber remained silent.

  As Peter emerged oher side, he was greeted by the aliey of Taa II—a pce that seemed alive with energy and dahe challenge ahead was moal, but his resolve burned brighter than ever.

  The battle for the universe had begun.

  The Watcher flinched ever so slightly, his stoic expressioraying the fai flicker of unease. Peter's words had struck too close to the truth.

  "You are perceptive," Uatu admitted after a moment's pause, his voice a mix of admiration a. "Indeed, your existence is pivotal to the structure of the multiverse. In tless threads, your choices shape the outes of realities, anch them to stability. Without you, chaos would seep into the fabric of creation itself."

  Peter ran a hand through his hair, the weight of the revetion threatening to crush him. "So, I'm not just some guy trying to do the right thing. I'm a freaking ic keystone. No pressure, right?" His voice carried sarcasm, but the edge of ay was unmistakable.

  The Watcher's t form leaned slightly forward, his gaze unyielding. "This is why I have e to you, Peter Parker. Your decisions ripple through eternity. And now, as the vergens, you must face a choice that only you make. The burden is yours, as it has always been."

  Peter turned back to the portal, the image of Taa II h before him like a haunting specter. The thought of fronting Gactus, stealing the Ultimate Nullifier, and risking everythi insurmountable. But what g him more was the possibility of losing who he was.

  "Let's say I get the Nullifier," Peter said, his voice quieter now. "I somehow don't die getting it, and I use it. What then? What happens to me after the peace you're dangling in front of me like a carrot?"

  The Watcher was silent for a long moment, his gaze unreadable. "I ot say with certainty," he admitted finally. "The Nullifier's power is absolute but uable. It may spare you, or it may take from you all that makes you who you are. Such is the nature of sacrifice."

  Peter exhaled sharply, his fists g at his sides. "And if I refuse? If I don't go after this ic Hail Mary?"

  "Then the vergence will unravel everything," Uatu said solemnly. "Your reality will colpse, taking tless others with it. The multiverse will pluo an era of darkness and disorder from which it may never recover."

  Peter closed his eyes, the enormity of the situation threatening to drown him. His thoughts drifted to Wanda, still asleep iime chamber, unaware of the storm brewing beyond their fragile sanctuary. He thought of Gwen, of May, of everyone who had ever believed in him.

  When he opened his eyes again, they burned with determination. "I'll do it," he said, his voice steady despite the sting within. "But not because I'm some ic keystone or multiversal or whatever. I'm doing it because I want a py family and children to live without any war or fear. Well..." He took a deep breath. "Let's do it."

  The Watcher nodded, his expression softening. "You have my gratitude, Peter Parker. May your ce guide you through the trials to e."

  The portal shimmered as Peter stepped through. Wanda stirred briefly in her sleep as if sensing his absence, but the chamber remained silent.

  As Peter emerged oher side, he was greeted by the aliey of Taa II—a pce that seemed alive with energy and danger. The colossal structure pulsed with energy, its walls shifting in a rhythmice. It was alien, overwhelming, and strangely hostile—as if the ship itself sensed his presend rejected him. He ched his fists, fog on his celestial senses. He could feel the ship probing him, its sentience calg his iions.

  Suddenly, the floor beh him trembled, and the air grew deh a suffog force. The ship's defenses activated, and meical structs emerged from the walls—t, i-like beings of metal and energy.

  "Figures it wouldn't be easy," Peter said, readying himself.