In American comics, drawing cards reveals wave-particle duality

(I watched Venom 3 today, I will bring up the setting soon)

"Strange."

Lao Wang's voice suddenly became serious.

"Kafka's Oblivion Spell is one of the most dangerous forbidden spells... It will affect the memory of the entire universe, and any slight mistake will cause unimaginable consequences."

But Strange had already begun leafing through the ancient book.

Ever since witnessing Peter's courage on Titan, the young man had earned his trust.

Not everyone dares to participate in a space battle at the age of 16.

What’s more, the opponent is of Thanos’ level.

"Don't worry, Lao Wang."

Strange said without looking up.

"I am the Sorcerer Supreme."

Soon, the magic circle was set up in the basement of the temple.

Countless runes flowed in the air, emitting a faint blue light.

Strange stood in the center of the magic circle, making seals with his hands.

"Are you ready, Peter?"

The wizard asked.

"and many more!"

Peter suddenly remembered something.

"This spell will make everyone forget I'm Spider-Man, right?"

"Yes."

"Will MJ and Ned forget too?"

Strange suddenly stopped his gesture and frowned.

"So… you want them to remember?"

"Yes! And Aunt May!"

Peter said.

“They are the people closest to me.”

"Ok."

Strange adjusted the circle.

"Any other requests?"

"Uh......"

Peter scratched his head.

"Happy should remember too, after all, he's Tony's friend..."

The light of the magic circle fluctuated slightly.

Lao Wang frowned aside.

"Oh, right!"

Peter said again.

"The rest of the Avengers should also know my identity..."

"Peter..."

Strange's voice was strained.

"besides......"

"enough!"

With a loud bang, the magic circle suddenly burst into a dazzling light.

Countless runes began to twist, as if trying to break free from control.

Sweat beads formed on Strange's forehead as he tried to keep the spell steady.

"Rumble--"

The entire temple began to shake, and ancient artifacts fell from the shelves. Lao Wang had to open a protective shield to protect the surrounding artifacts.

"Mr. Strange...what's going on?"

Peter asked in panic.

"Damn it... the spell is out of control!"

Strange gritted his teeth.

"Too many exceptional conditions disrupt the balance of the circle."

In the dazzling light, Peter seemed to see images of countless parallel worlds.

In some worlds, he never became Spider-Man; in some worlds, he chose to cooperate with Mysterio; in some worlds, he even saw that Tony was still alive...

"Dr. Strange!"

Peter tried to get closer to the magic circle, but was pushed away by an invisible force.

"do not come!"

Strange shouted, making complicated hand seals with his hands.

"I must end the spell now!"

With a deafening bang, the light of the magic circle finally dissipated.

Strange knelt on the ground exhausted, sweat dripping from his forehead.

"Oh My God......"

Lao Wang put away the protective shield.

"Strange...you almost caused the multiverse to rupture."

Hearing this, Peter stood there, looking at the messy basement, feeling full of guilt:

"I'm sorry, Dr. Strange, I..."

"Tell me, Peter."

Strange stood up, his tone serious.

"Before coming to me, did you try to talk to MIT's admissions office? Explain the situation?"

"Uh......"

Peter lowered his head in embarrassment.

"No......"

"So your first reaction is to use magic to make the whole world start over for you?"

Strange was a little annoyed.

“Do you realize how dangerous this is?”

"I just......"

Peter hemmed and hawed.

"I just want everything to go back to normal..."

"There's no such thing as 'normal' in life, Peter."

Strange's voice softened.

"Every choice has its price. If you choose to be Spider-Man, you must bear everything that comes with this identity."

Peter was silent.

The cold wind blew through the old buildings on Bleecker Street, blowing up a few yellow fallen leaves.

Peter walked out of the temple in frustration, his hands thrust deep into his jacket pockets.

"Perhaps Mr. Strange is right..."

He muttered, his knuckles unconsciously rubbing against the spider mask in his pocket.

Suddenly, a strong tingling sensation shot straight from the spine to the brain -

Spider-Sense! But this time it felt different, not an ordinary warning of danger, but a deep, almost suffocating fear.

"This is......"

Peter turned abruptly, wanting to return to the temple to seek Strange's help.

But at this moment, the world distorted like the funhouse mirror on the roof of Broadway.

The road beneath my feet seemed to be torn apart by invisible hands, revealing a deep blue light.

Peter wanted to shoot out spider silk, but the surrounding buildings had become distorted and blurred, and he couldn't find a focus.

At the moment it happened, he only felt that he was sucked into a huge vortex and his consciousness gradually became blurred.

In his last moments of clarity, he seemed to see Lao Wang shouting something at the gate of the temple...

At the same time, the extraordinary world.

Garfield Peter returned home, took off the black symbiote suit and threw it aside.

(To avoid confusion, I will just call him Garfield, and Peter when necessary.)

After doing all this, Garfield didn't care about the wounds on his body that had completely healed. He simply took out a bottle of happy water from the refrigerator and started drinking it.

He was tired, not physically, but mentally.

The battle with Riot and Dr. Lizard made him extremely nervous and he dared not slack off at all.

If there is any... the price may be the fall of the entire New York.

only……

Now, everything is finally getting better.

Aunt May has been at Osborne Private Hospital, taking care of Uncle Ben who has not yet woken up, and Harry also took his father-in-law to the hospital, and Gwen also came to take care of him.

But... what made Peter particularly speechless was that Harry actually had the evil intention of putting Uncle Ben and Uncle George's beds together.

You know, Uncle Ben and Aunt May don't know their identities... If Uncle George revealed even a little bit...

Oh... that's really messy...

"I hope they don't tell Aunt May..."

Garfield Peter collapsed on the bed.

His room is small, but fortunately it is quiet.

There were a few photos of him and Gwen on the wall, and in the corner were various mechanical parts and a half-finished web shooter.

However, just as he was about to close his eyes, a strange blue light suddenly lit up in the room.

"Fuck... is this really never going to end?"

Garfield Peter immediately turned over and his spider sense made him instinctively take a defensive posture.

"Ahhh-"

The next second, a figure fell out from the light and landed heavily on his second-hand sofa.