Marvel crosses Star Wars, and everyone attacks the galaxy

In the quiet night, Anakin tossed and turned in his bed, and finally fell into a deep sleep. His dreams were filled with ancient nightmares, and even the roar coming from outside the monastery could not wake him from the nightmare.

Suddenly, he seemed to be gently awakened by a gentle hand. He slowly opened his eyes and saw his mother's familiar yet unfamiliar face.

"My child, wake up," his mother whispered.

Skywalker stood up from his sleep, his heart full of confusion and surprise. When he felt a hand gently touching his face, he seemed to realize something.

"I have to tell you a secret." His mother began slowly.

The Jedi Knight's heartbeat accelerated instantly. He turned over quickly and saw a blurry black shadow in the cabin.

"Who are you?" he asked sternly. However, there was no response.

He asked again: "I'll say it again, who are you?"

"It's me, Ani, your mother." Her words revealed a deep emotion.

A flash of distant lightning flashed through the window, illuminating the room and the person - his mother, Shmi Skywalker.

Anakin's eyes were filled with shock and disbelief. He almost jumped from his original position and fell to the other side of the room, looking at his mother in front of him warily. "What kind of dark magic is this? You... are already dead."

"Nothing is ever truly dead, my child," Shmi Skywalker said slowly. "Hasn't this been learned from your studies of the Force?"

Anakin remained silent in response to his mother's question. Shmi continued, "I have a secret to tell you."

"Please tell me," Anakin said softly.

“Everything you’ve experienced, everything you’ve learned, has led you here.” There is a profound wisdom in the mother’s words.

"But my mother is...dead." Anakin felt great pain in his heart.

"You keep blaming yourself," his mother said softly. "Your Jedi training has served you well, Ani, but you are more than just a Jedi."

Anakin looked away, causing Shmi to worry. "Tell me your pain, so I can help share it."

"I thought I was fighting alongside them, but they were programmed to be our slaves. I became their unwitting slave master, and it horrified me. I was… unable to save them in time. I failed as a Jedi Knight. I failed you."

Shmi Skywalker reached out and gently placed her hand on her son's cheek. "How could this happen?" Her eyes were full of concern and confusion.

He gently grasped her wrist and slowly turned it over. He whispered, "I have only tasted revenge. I have killed many people for your death."

"Now, my child, it's time to realize that your guilt does not define you. You are defined by yourself."

The remaining love in his heart was plagued by doubt, "What would happen if I let go?"

"That is not love, but a cage that imprisons you."

He was silent for a moment, then revealed, "I have a wife. You've met her. She's everything to me."

"She is not your destiny."

"But I love her dearly."

At this moment, Anakin felt a strong force energy surge in the room.

"No, you're a pretender!" Anakin stepped back, realizing that the person before him was not his late mother, but perhaps the incarnation of the Force spirit he knew. No, this was just a pretender wearing her appearance.

Lightning flashed across the bedroom, revealing the true face of Anakin's mother, briefly revealing a terrifying bat-like creature. Then it flashed again, and a tall dark figure emerged with glowing red eyes, and then returned to his impersonating mother.

"Anakin!"

Spider-Man and Vision suddenly rushed into the room, and the screams of the red-eyed monster made Spider-Man and Skywalker cover their ears. However, Vision was not disturbed, and the Mind Stone shone brightly, and he fired a beam at the monster.

The monster's wings blocked the beam of light, causing a blinding light that temporarily blinded the three before fading away a moment later.

The three discovered that the illusion imitating Anakin's mother had vanished without a trace.

Silence returned to the room, Spider-Man opened his mouth to ask what happened, but saw the Jedi Knight kneeling on the ground with his hands clasped together, tears streaming down his face.

The two vengeful warriors and Anakin's friends were all shocked by this sudden scene. They had never seen the knight so out of control.

"Anakin." Spider-Man knelt beside the distraught Jedi.

"What kind of monster have I become?" Anakin asked, trembling. "How can I still call myself a Jedi after what I have done?"

Tears streamed down his cheeks. A young man pounded his fists on the floor, his voice filled with pain and self-blame.

"Why couldn't I save her?" Skywalker sobbed, his voice full of self-blame. "Why wasn't I there for her? I had the power, but I couldn't. Why didn't I get there in time?"

Anakin's words poured out like a fountain until he could say no more, only deep pain and silent sobs. His emotions seemed to be suppressed by endless sorrow, and at this moment he just wanted to find an outlet. He blamed himself, and his crying and sobbing revealed his sense of failure as a Jedi Knight and a son.

Spider-Man and Vision accompanied him silently, allowing him to vent his emotions. They understood that Anakin's pain was beyond their comprehension. They looked at him and saw his shoulders slump slightly, as if he was under great pressure.

Spider-Man's voice was low and weak, but Anakin still heard his voice: "My Uncle Ben was killed." This sentence made Anakin's body stiffen for a moment. Vision also watched them silently, and the boy's shoulders seemed to be heavier.

Spider-Man murmured, "This is my fault." His voice was filled with deep remorse and regret. "I used to be very selfish, only thinking about gaining power quickly, making money, and avoiding the shadow of failure. But the night Ben died, we talked about how to change the direction of things, and I had to be more careful to be myself. I remember that day now. "

Anakin looked up and looked directly into Spider-Man's dark and tearful eyes.

"I certainly wasn't listening," Spider-Man continued, his tone thick with self-loathing. "All I cared about was the game, and the chance to make a few thousand dollars and buy myself some stuff. All I got out of it were snide comments."

The boy's eyes became distant, as if he was not here at the moment, but reliving those past moments in his memory. "Then I saw him..."

His voice cracked with confusion and remorse, "He was running down the hallway with all the money I thought was mine. What did I do when he approached me?"

At this moment, a few silent tears slid down Spider-Man's face. He recalled that moment when he arrived at Uncle Ben's agreed pick-up point, and the scene in front of him made him feel heartbroken. Spider-Man's voice trembled, he closed his eyes and wiped away the tears with his sleeves, but the tears continued to flow like a spring.

"Not long after, I found him." Spider-Man locked his eyes on Anakin, his eyes revealing deep pain. "I wanted him dead because of what he did to Uncle Ben. And now, I have the revenge I wanted." His voice revealed endless sadness.

Anakin was deeply moved by these words, his eyes were full of emptiness and powerlessness. The voice that was once full of optimism and friendliness now seemed so empty and powerless.

"But none of this brings me any comfort," Spider-Man whispered. "It still haunts me to this day."

There was a long silence between the two heroes. Vision seemed forgotten as they now saw each other in a new light.

Spider-Man raised a shaking hand and placed it over his heart, "Ever since what happened with Uncle Ben, I've always had something here," he explained, "There's always been a darkness in my heart, and it always threatens to consume me." His voice was filled with pain and struggle.

At this time, although Anakin had stood up, he was still kneeling on the ground, his eyes red, staring at Spider-Man closely.

"But...you can't let this guilt define you, Peter," he said solemnly. "Don't let it overwhelm you again and again, turning you into someone you don't want to be. Don't let it taint the way your loved ones see you."

Spider-Man's gaze returned to the Jedi Knight again, "I know this is not what Uncle Ben wanted me to be. He never believed I would go down this path."

Spider-Man shook his head. "I tried to share this with Ahsoka and Barriss, even though it sounded like an impossible dilemma. But with great power comes great responsibility, and that's what I have to face." There was a firm determination in his voice.

Anakin blinked, as if trying to calm himself. He knew that both of them had experienced great trauma and pain. However, they also found resonance and understanding in each other's pain. They will face the challenges and difficulties of the future together and find redemption and forgiveness in their hearts. A glimmer flashed in his eyes, but it was not noticed.

Spider-Man patted Anakin's shoulder gently and gave him a smile full of understanding and kindness.

"I know that neither my uncle nor your mother would want us to blame ourselves for our failures. They want us to keep going and do as much as we can until the very end."

Anakin was lost in thought, unable to fully express his feelings in words. He was still trying to process everything Spider-Man had said.

A man younger than himself, the same age as Ahsoka, yet possessing wisdom beyond that of most Jedi Masters.

It seems kind of funny because it doesn’t seem fair, but it’s also amazing at the same time.

At this moment, Vision finally spoke.

"There are always sad moments in life, but it doesn't always have to be this way, does it?" Vision explained calmly. "There was a time when I was alone, but since I became who I am now, I have found a certain way to comfort myself. I have never experienced loss, but I know what it feels like to be sad, and I know the power of finding hope."