American Comics: Starting with Luke the Maker

Peter Parker has never felt so remorseful as he does today, because his indulgence led to the death of Uncle Ben. He did not even dare to see his sad and crying aunt in the living room, let alone tell her that he caused all this to happen.

. He was like a little beast who hid in his den after being hit and licked his wounds alone, unwilling to come into contact with anyone.

Even if it's the girl he likes in his heart, Gwen Stacy.

Even his best friend in school, Harry Osborn.

"It's not that Peter doesn't want to see you, it's just that he may need a space to be alone now." Aunt May sent Gwen and Harry to the door, hugged her and Harry gently, and comforted her. Her husband's death also made her feel sad.

Extremely sad, but at the same time, it also made her realize that this family needs someone to stand up and support it. As an adult, she is better able to control her emotions in front of others.

"I know." Gwen also hugged Aunt May, "If necessary, I will ask for leave for Peter tomorrow. I will also come over to see him in the past few days."

"I will come to see him often." Harry agreed.

"You are both good boys. I am very happy that Peter can have friends like you." Aunt May forced a smile and watched the two people waving goodbye before closing the door.

"Do you need me to give you a ride? My driver is nearby." Harry and Gwen walked side by side and pointed to the driveway of their home parked on the side of the road.

"Thank you." Gwen thanked Harry and did not refuse Harry's kindness. The two of them got into the back seat of the car one after another, and Harry gave instructions to the driver in the driver's seat. The car started and headed towards Stacey's house.

Drive in the direction.

The car was very quiet, both Harry and Gwen were silent. No one seemed to want to speak to break the silence. Harry saw the worry and loss on Gwen's face, but he didn't know how to comfort people. His

The technique of using sweet words to make girls happy does not seem right to be used on Gwen in this situation.

"You like that boy." Gwen, who was silent with her head lowered, suddenly heard a voice. She raised her head in a daze and looked at Harry next to her: "What did you just say?"

"What?" Harry was startled by Gwen's sudden question and asked back in confusion.

"Didn't you talk to me just now?" Gwen blinked. She just heard a voice talking to her, but she was not focused and couldn't tell where it came from.

"Of course not, I thought you needed to be alone now." Harry shook his head.

"You like that boy named Peter!" Another voice was clearly captured by Gwen.

Gwen glanced around blankly, and finally her eyes fell on Harry next to her: "Did you really not talk to me just now?"

"I promise not!" Harry raised his hands.

"But I really heard someone talking to me just now." Gwen frowned.

When Harry heard this, he looked at Gwen with some worry: "I know you are worried about Peter's condition, but you don't need to put so much pressure on yourself. I think you may be hearing and seeing things. I sometimes feel too much pressure in my studies.

It happens too. Sometimes I dream about my father’s disappointed face, and that’s really bad.”

"Maybe." Gwen did not object.

Stacey's house was not far away, and soon the driver arrived at the destination. After saying goodbye to Harry, Gwen got out of the car with her backpack and walked towards her home.

"Your mind is full of that boy. Can you change the picture to something else?"

The sudden sound sounded again, and Gwen suddenly stopped. Her face was a little pale, and she looked around and found that there was no one except her. She frowned and said tentatively: "You

Who is it?"

"I am you." The voice quickly replied.

"Are you me?" Gwen felt a little ridiculous for a moment. She felt that her mind was very normal and stable, with no signs of schizophrenia. Some time ago, when she was half-employed at Hyperon, she even enjoyed a full-body monitoring, and everything was normal!

"You can just think of me as a foreign symbiont. We coexist, coexist, and grow together with the host." The voice said. "You don't need to look for me, I'm in your body. I'm talking to you now using my consciousness.

."

"Symbiote? Do you have your own mind and will? When did you enter my body?" Gwen asked a series of questions. She felt that the shock she had experienced in a year was not as big as today.

"Of course I have my own thoughts and will. As for when I entered your body? It should have been a few days. I feel that your brain is very suitable for me to live in. I don't like hosts who are too stupid." The voice said.

"Wait, can you know what I'm thinking?" Gwen suddenly realized something she had ignored at first.

"Of course, this is an instinct. We feed on the emotions of the host, and different individuals have different tastes. For example, I prefer happy emotions, especially happy emotions obtained from knowledge. I especially like. Your today

I feel extremely depressed, which makes me have a bad appetite. It’s like a chef has cooked a large table of very unpalatable dishes, and you still have to finish them. This is not the scariest thing, what’s even scarier is that this chef

He didn't mean to stop, he was still cooking more unpalatable dishes.

Originally, I didn't want to scare you, but I really can't stand it anymore. I'm not one of those rough guys who eats whatever they feel like. I don't have a big appetite!" the voice complained crazily.

Strangely, Gwen actually felt the dissatisfaction of a certain consciousness in her own body. Although Gwen didn't know whether this was her hallucination or reality.

"I'm sorry." Under the influence of this emotion, Gwen apologized subconsciously.

"Do you like that boy? If you do, why don't you confess your love? I have read your memories. For you, as long as you confess your love, you can be together." The voice repeated the original words. "But I suggest that if you really want to

If we are together, we must give ourselves more private space and learn more knowledge, which will at least allow me to eat well every day. Although the dopamine secreted by love is not bad, it cannot be considered a meal for me."

"I think I need to check my body," Gwen said. She didn't want to have such an unknown symbiote in her body all the time, especially when the other party could still share her memories.

"Your body is very healthy. In fact, even if you are not healthy, I can make you healthy. You don't need to worry about me being a threat. You and I have a symbiotic relationship of mutual prosperity and loss." That voice

Naturally, it easily sensed Gwen's inner uneasiness and thoughts, but it did not react violently, but tried to reason with Gwen to gain trust.

However, Gwen was determined. She decided to go to the company for a checkup as soon as possible. Even if this parasite that kept saying symbiosis and co-prosperity appeared to be harmless to humans and animals, she should at least know what this thing in her body was.