As a Symbiote in Marvel multiverse

**Earth-199999 – Mumbai, India**

The film set was bathed in an eerie green hue, the bustling activity frozen in time. The crew, actors, and even the director stood motionless, their expressions and movements suspended mid-action.

The cause of this surreal scene was none other than Peter Parker, who stood calmly in the midst of it all with a faint smile playing on his lips.

Opposite him stood Kingo, the Eternal and his eyes wide with shock and suspicion. He glanced around at the frozen figures, then back at Peter, his body instinctively shifting into a defensive stance. "Who are you?" he demanded, "What did you do to them?"

Peter kept his hands casually tucked into his pockets and his demeanor relaxed. "My name is Peter Parker," he said. "As for what I did, I simply stopped time so we could have a private conversation, Mr. Kingo."

Kingo's eyes narrowed as he subtly tried to channel his cosmic energy, but Peter raised a hand, stopping him before he could act. "Before you try anything," Peter said in a calm but firm tone, "let me save you the trouble. Fighting me won't end well for you. How about we talk like civilized people? The era of fighting is over for you Eternals, isn't it?"

Kingo hesitated and his mind is racing. After a moment, he sighed and relaxed his stance slightly. "Alright," he said, though his guard remained up. "Let's talk. But first—" He gestured to the frozen people around them.

"Of course," Peter said. With a wave of his hand, the green glow around the set retracted, flowing into Peter's palm before fading entirely and time resumed its normal flow. The crew and actors continued their work, completely unaware of the interruption.

Kingo watched in astonishment as his bodyguards and manager moved about, seemingly oblivious to Peter's presence. It was as if Peter didn't exist to them.

Kingo quickly composed himself and turning to his manager. "I need some time alone," he said. "I've finished my scenes for now. I'll take a break."

The manager nodded, and Kingo motioned for Peter to follow him—completely unnoticed by everyone.

They walked to his luxurious van, a vehicle befitting a movie star of his stature. The two entered the spacious interior, sitting opposite each other. The van was large enough to accommodate a small meeting, and Kingo wasted no time getting to the point.

"So," he began in a cautious tone, "who are you, really? And how do you know about me?"

Peter leaned back with calm but serious expression. "It's a bit of a long story," he said. "I'm Peter Parker, and I'm from another universe."

Kingo didn't even flinch. He already knew about alternate universes.

"I know about you and the other Eternals because I've seen your story before I came here. I know your true origins—your purpose, your creators, and the Emergence."

Kingo's eyes narrowed further. " What the hell are you talking about? You're saying you knew about us in your universe? But we—"

Peter cut him off gently. "It's better if I show you." He raised his right hand, pressing his index and middle fingers to his temple.

A faint glow emanated from his eyes as he used his telepathy to unlock and share his memories with Kingo. Visions of the Eternals' history, their battles, In an instant, memories—visions—flooded into Kingo's mind. He saw glimpses of his past, of Arishem, of the hidden purpose behind their mission.

The Emergence.

The truth of their existence and the Celestials flooded Kingo's mind.

Kingo gasped while clutching his head as the influx of information overwhelmed him. His body trembled. Peter watched with a hint of concern, reaching out to pat Kingo's back. "You okay?" he asked. "It'll take a moment to process."

As Peter comforted Kingo, he discreetly used the physical contact to collect a sample of Kingo's biomass.

Though Eternals looked and functioned like humans, they were cosmic androids, their bodies crafted to channel and manipulate cosmic energy. Peter had always been interested in acquiring new abilities, and this was a golden opportunity.

Unbeknownst to Kingo, Peter was already analyzing and merging the Eternal's unique properties with his own.

Raphael's voice echoed in Peter's mind: "New physique: Eternal body detected. Merging with current physiology."

Kingo, still reeling from the mental onslaught, began to feel a strange weakness creeping over him. He tried to pinpoint the source of his discomfort, but before he could, Peter withdrew his hand and offered him a bottle of water. "Here," Peter said in a friendly tone. "Drink this. It'll help."

Kingo accepted the water and took a sip. He looked at Peter, his expression is a mix of confusion and suspicion. "Why are you doing this?" he asked. "What are you, really, to be able to restore the memories of an Eternal?"

Peter smirked, "Someone who wants to survive," he said cryptically. "The Emergence, the birth of a new Celestial within this planet—it's all connected. And I intend to be ready for what's coming."

Kingo's mind raced as he tried to process everything. The Emergence, the Celestials, Peter's knowledge of their existence—it was a lot to take in. "I need time to think," he said finally. "Let's meet again in two days. Here."

Kingo is not ready to take someone like Peter to others, he didn't know Peter's intention for helping to restore his memories. He wanted to talk with Ajak first.

Peter nodded, understanding Kingo's caution. "Of course," he said. "Take your time."

As blue energy began to swirl around Peter, Kingo watched in silence. With a final smile, Peter vanished, leaving Kingo alone in the van. The Eternal leaned back in his seat, his mind a whirlwind of thoughts.

"What is happening?" he muttered to himself. "I need to find Ajak first." His eyes turned serious this time and made a call from his phone. "It's me. I need to find someone."

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**Avengers Compound**

In an instant, Peter materialized inside his room at the Avengers Compound, landing smoothly on his bed. He barely had a moment to breathe before Raphael's voice echoed in his mind.

> [Your physiology has been upgraded to: Cosmic Archanoid Physique.]

[Physique Description:]

Near-Infinite Stamina – No fatigue, no exhaustion. This body functions perpetually without the need for rest.

Cosmic Strength – The physical power has reached a level rivaling cosmic entities, allowing him to stand against beings.

Perfect Cosmic Energy Manipulation – Can wield and shape cosmic energy with unparalleled smoothness and precision.

Increased Growth – All the properties of the body will continue to increase with age.

> [New Skill: Omni-Energy Breeder Reactor]

A self-sustaining core within the body that can generate, convert, and manipulate any type of energy known to the user, making an unlimited power source.

Gained by sacrificing several skills from the Obsidian Legion.

> [New Elemental Abilities Unlocked:]

Pyrokinesis: Can generate and manipulate heat & fire at will.

Cryokinesis: Can generate and manipulate ice & cold at will.

> [New Skill: Atomic Blast]

A devastating attack that harnesses atomic, nuclear, and hydrogen-based reactions, allowing Peter to release explosions on a subatomic level, capable of wiping out an entire world if not controlled properly.

....

The moment Raphael finished, Peter's entire body pulsed with newfound power. A deep purple aura erupted around him, crackling with raw cosmic energy.

The sheer amount of power flooding his veins made Peter jump to his feet as a purple aura erupted from his body.

The moment the energy leaked out, his room began to shake violently, objects breaking apart under the raw force of his presence.

He is very much excited to test his new power but also knew he can't do that it here.

With a quick swipe of his hand, he tore open a portal to the Mirror Dimension and immediately stepped inside.

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**Inside the mirror dimension**

The moment he entered, the purple aura intensified and his eyes glowing with an otherworldly light.

He released more of his power and the energy radiating from him was so potent that it began to disintegrate the objects in the room he had just left.

It was a good thing he had moved to the Mirror Dimension; otherwise, the entire compound—or worse, the planet—might have been at risk.

His eyes burned a deep purple and his body radiating cosmic strength. The air around him trembled, space itself warping from the sheer pressure of his presence.

"Damn…" Peter muttered while clenching his fists as the power coursed through his veins.

He then focused while breathing slowly, forcing his energy to settle.

Slowly, the violent aura receded.

His eyes dimmed back to normal. His body relaxed, and with a final exhale, he regained complete control.

"Raphael," he asked, "what just happened? Why did I suddenly gain this much of power?"

Raphael replied calmly, "I've been analyzing every skill and power you've acquired from your army and combining them into stronger versions. However, I held off on granting them to you because your previous physique, while powerful, was not capable of handling the full potential of the Infinity Stones or the skills derived from them. So, it was best to hold new skills untill you've gained more powerful body."

Peter frowned. "So the reason I'm getting all these upgrades now is because…"

She continued, "The Eternal Archanoid Physique you've gained is a game-changer. It combines all the data of the different physiques knewn to us and it's a body designed from Eternals to harness cosmic energy without any harm. This allowed me to integrate advanced nuclear and atomic reactions into your physiology, resulting in the Omni Energy Breeder Reactor. This reactor generates and manipulates any form of energy familiar to us, making you a living powerhouse. Not only that and this Skill can generate near infinite energy."

Peter chuckled with a grin spreading across his face. "Damn Raphael, you're the best. If you had a body, I might even kiss you."

Raphael deadpanned, "That's disturbing… You're acting like a dick-headed harem protagonist... Oh wait, you are a harem protagonist… considering you have four women already."

Peter laughed while brushing off the comment. "Alright, enough jokes. Let's test some of these powers."

His eyes glowed purple once more as the cosmic aura enveloped him. The Mirror Dimension was the perfect place to experiment—its malleable reality could withstand the destructive force of his abilities without affecting the real world.

Peter focused and he had been eager to try something ever since he heard about the Atomic Blast skill. "Raphael," he said, "I'm thinking of changing the name of this skill."

"I…"

The entire Mirror Dimension trembled with purple lightning arcing through the skies, forming a world-ending storm around him.

"…AM…"

The force expanded as more and more purple energy began to gather around him, filling the Mirror Dimension with an intense, otherworldly light.

"…ATOMIC."

BOOOOOOM!!!

The entire dimension exploded in a blinding flash of purple light.

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**Nigeria**

While Peter was having fun testing his newfound cosmic abilities, the Avengers were facing a much different situation.

For weeks, Steve Rogers had been tracking Crossbones (Brock Rumlow), determined to capture him alive. The latest intel suggested Rumlow was targeting a nuclear reactor inside a chemical factory, and the Avengers had positioned themselves strategically, waiting for him to make a move.

One member of the team, however, was particularly excited about this mission.

Wanda Maximoff.

Under Peter's guidance, her magic had improved tremendously, and she was eager to show off her skills in the field.

But both Natasha and Steve had warned her to focus on the basics, reminding her that power without control could be dangerous.

Wanda knew she could end this mission instantly by simply getting inside everyone's heads, but Steve had told her. "We do this the right way." And she held back, respecting her teammates' plan.

Now she is waiting for the bad guys under disguise. And then, the action began.

Sam Wilson who is positioned on a rooftop, saw several garbage trucks rolling toward the factory.

"That's it," he called out through comms.

As soon as he said it, the trucks rammed through the entrance, breaking down reinforced gates with sheer force. Armed men poured out, immediately throwing gas bombs inside the building.

It happened in a matter of seconds.

But the team was already moving.

Steve sprinted forward, engaging enemies head-on and his shield which he thrown is crashing into armored foes as he charged into battle.

From the air, Sam swooped down, providing cover fire as he dropped Natasha into the fight.

Wanda was already in action.

Her eyes glowed red as she raised her hands—every enemy in her vicinity was lifted off the ground, their bodies immobilized mid-air. With a flick of her wrist, she hurled them aside, clearing a path for Steve.

"Wanda, clear the gas inside!" Steve's voice came through the comms as he broke through the glass doors.

She nodded and began focusing.

With a fluid motion, she manipulated the gas, controlling the toxic cloud and pulling it outside the building. It took effort, but she was doing it.

The remaining soldiers turned their weapons on her, but she simply gestured with her hand—suddenly, green vines erupted from the ground, ensnaring them. A spell she had mastered during training.

Within moments, the poisonous gas was gone, sent high into the sky, while Natasha and Sam finished off the remaining attackers.

"Remind me to never go against her," Sam muttered.

Natasha smirked. "Do you need me to remind you? You'd have to get through Peter first."

Sam paled. "Yeah… no. Never again. That guy's a monster."

He remembered their training session—Peter had toyed with him effortlessly. It was very embarrassing to be taken down by a kid.

Steve's voice crackled through the comms: "Rumlow has the reactor! He's headed for the public square!"

Wanda didn't wait after hearing that.

She flew into the air, ignoring Nat and Sam's warnings. But Sam followed her in the air.

She arrived just as Steve was engaging Crossbones, the two exchanging brutal blows in front of a terrified crowd.

People were screaming seeing the fight in the middle of the street.

Sam landed nearby, helping civilians evacuate while Wanda turned to Crossbones.

The moment he tried to activate his weapon, her eyes glowed red. Immediately the device short-circuited instantly, power shutting down completely.

Steve took advantage of the distraction, beating Crossbones down with a flurry of punches.

But then—Rumlow said something.... Something about Bucky.

That made Steve hesitate for a single moment.

In that single moment, Crossbones activated a bomb strapped to his chest.

A blinding flash of red light covered Steve's eyes.

Wanda reacted instantly—her magic formed a force field, containing the explosion. But she knew… she couldn't hold it for long.

She had to get him away.

Without thinking, she teleported him using a spell used for short distance teleportation, she didn't Master it perfectly but did it anyway she teleported him—far into the sky.

But as she did…

Her breath caught and her eyes widened in horror.

The explosion had caught onto a nearby airplane.

A commercial flight with hundreds of people aboard.

The aircraft was hit and its engines failing. It began to fall from the sky.

Wanda's heart pounded.

She had just doomed hundreds of people. She watched, paralyzed, as the plane descended toward the city below.

'What have I done?'

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A/N: How's the chapter.

I'm sorry for not uploading in the previous week. New project in my company got my time. So, you can expect less updates.

Hopefully, from next week, I'll update regularly.

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