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*Max's POV*

When I was young, I thought luck, karma, and destiny didn't exist. Life wasn't like a movie; there were no protagonists or side characters. I believed everyone was equal in the eyes of God.

But that wasn't the case...

When did I realize it? Ah, that's right—it was that day.

A boy used to hit me at school for no apparent reason. He constantly mocked and ridiculed me. I received no help; the other students stayed out of it because no one wanted to be the next victim. The teachers were even worse, brushing it off as "kids just playing" and ignoring my pleas. My parents tried speaking to the school, but the result was a joke. They brought in the boy to apologize in front of me, and while my parents smiled, thinking they had solved the problem, my life became a living hell.

"Look, Dillon's got a SpongeBob lunchbox!~"

I was pushed, and my spaghetti spilled all over me. It was the usual routine. I used to think those boys were the antagonists of my life, but then everyone laughed at me. Why were they laughing? I could understand their guilty eyes while they let me get beaten, but why laugh at me?!

That's when I realized empathy for others is shallow. People don't care about you for more than two seconds.

...

Another chapter of my life began when I thought everything was finally going to improve. I met a beautiful woman at university. I spent two years courting her before she finally agreed to be my girlfriend. We had a wonderful relationship or so I foolishly thought. Ten years later, a married life that seemed like it was finally getting better shattered in a single moment.

I usually left my job as an electrical engineer much later than Sharon, so I rarely visited her at work. But one day, I could. I bought flowers and went to her office, where she worked as an executive assistant.

Imagine my surprise when I saw her in another man's arms, kissing him while he groped her. I felt anger and disgust, but more than anything, I felt sadness. All my hard work, all my effort, working 12-hour days to give her a luxurious life, and she repaid me in the cruelest way possible!

I couldn't hold back and confronted her when we got home.

"Why, Sharon?! Why are you doing this to me?!"

"DON'T YELL AT ME! MAXWELL DILLON, DON'T YOU DARE YELL AT ME!"

"But you cheated on me..."

"I did because I felt lonely. You don't pay attention to me anymore! You spend all day at work, and I have my needs..."

"But I did it for you, for us!"

*Slap*

I will never forget the pain of that slap—it was as painful as a hundred knives to the chest. That monster never loved me, and she made it very clear...

When we divorced, I had to sell the house and split the money with her. The system is so unfair. I paid the mortgage, but because I earned more than her, I had to divide our communal property equally.

I still remember her expression when we left the courthouse after annulling our marriage. She jumped into her lover's arms, and they drove off in a convertible they bought with the money from my house.

I had to go back to renting... after ten years of overtime... ten years in that infernal job!

The worst part of my life was that job. So many years without a raise. If I wanted more money, I had to work more hours. Yet, the workload and responsibilities increased every year.

No one ever cared about me; no one ever noticed me; except to ask me for something...

On my birthday, they made me work. On that birthday, I fell into a tank of genetically modified electric eels. Now that I think about it, is that even legal?

Fortunately or unfortunately I didn't die... Instead, my body turned blue, and I gained superpowers... WHY?!

At first, I was confused and terrified. Who wouldn't be if they suddenly could control electricity?

My body was strange, my appearance even stranger. Everyone looked at me like I was a monster. Yet deep down, I felt happy... for the first time, I was the center of attention.

But that didn't last long...

"Relax... don't worry. It's normal to gain powers out of nowhere in this world."

A superhero appeared in front of me. If I remember correctly, it was Spider-Gwen. Beside her was another spider-themed hero; I think it was Black Widow. They were superheroes, though the world didn't know them as well as the Avengers.

I tried to explain that it was an accident, that none of this was my fault. But my powers were out of control. They activated and scared everyone. Then they shot at me.

[A/N: Electro Theme Song 🍷🗿]

That's when I understood...

I was unwanted in this world.

Fine, I get it. The world always pushed me to become a monster or die. It's time I give them what they want—but I'm not dying.

I attacked the spiders, the police—everyone. My body seemed invulnerable, so I reveled in it. I unleashed all my power. They screamed and fled. No one laughed at me; no one belittled me or treated me like their pet!

I AM MAXWELL DILLON!

Then a massive surge of water hit me, and I collapsed. Paralyzed and slipping into unconsciousness, I heard the two women talking.

"How did you know, Gwen?"

"Simple logic, I suppose..."

I see... My weakness is water. How pathetic. Just a few seconds, and I was defeated. My power seems incredible, but I feel weak and useless...

...

The applause rang out, though the spiders were gone. I was left lying in the dirt like trash. I have powers too, but I'm treated so differently!

I was taken to prison in an armored van. But along the way, drones attacked us. After a rocket hit the vehicle, my restraints came loose, and I fell to the ground. I was weak from a lack of electricity but managed to crawl into an alley. Just as I was about to lose consciousness, a hand appeared.

"Hello, Max... Would you like to change your destiny?"

It was Dr. Doom. He's the most incredible person I've ever met. He saved me and has helped me so much. Now, I'm about to eliminate my weakness and get my revenge on those spiders!

...

Everything is dark, and it feels comforting. I feel like I'm outside my body, able to reach anything and go anywhere. Yes, this is what I wanted.

This is terrifying I feel so massive... I feel like I could destroy all of creation if I set my mind to it...but... there's no more pain. I can breathe...

The weight that crushed me my whole life is gone!

Now, what should I do?

Can I forgive this?

It doesn't matter anymore... It's all done. Here, in this infinite darkness, I will be the light. But the light I bring won't be hope; it will be the cruelest, most terrible despair...

I don't want your apologies anymore... Your screams of agony will be your apologies.

I don't want you to look at me anymore... But your eyes will fall on me because I'll be the last thing you see.

*End of POV*

Victor approached Electro and noticed he was still breathing. It was the slow breathing of a deep sleep as if he had never truly rested before in his life.

He knew the next time he woke up, Electro might annihilate the whole universe, but he didn't care.

"Experiment 329–SE (Supreme Electro)... is a success... "

...

Allen arrived at the prom which naturally drew a lot of attention.

At first, people didn't recognize him, but when they saw those massive round glasses "unique in the entire city" it was easy to figure out who he was.

"Hey, isn't that Gwen Stacy?"

"No way, she doesn't even like parties!"

"Look, it's Felicia Hardy!"

"Idiot, don't point!"

"Look it's MJ!"

"Of course, she would come, silly, she is the leading candidate for a queen... but now, with the other two beauties two here, it's complicated to know who will win."

It was unlike what many would have expected. This wasn't just a simple prom. The decorations were of high quality, individual tables were arranged, and the food left both students and teachers in awe... all thanks to a mysterious donation to the school.

Makima: "For someone so stingy, I'm surprised you spent this much..."

Artoria: "Don't you think it's a bit over the top?"

Bocchi: "I recognize the person playing on the stage; they've been on TV."

Albedo: "It seems the tiara for the prom queen isn't fake..."

2B: "Of course, our master put this much effort into it. It's one of those things you only live through once in a lifetime."

Allen walked to a reserved table and helped the three girls sit down. It should've been obvious by now... he had come accompanied by all three of them.

Phones were instantly raised, and this event quickly trended locally. Of course, Allen warned his friends who knew his secret identity not to like or share the post. Otherwise, not even his special glasses might keep his identity safe.

Allen ignored the students and asked Gwen to dance. The girls had previously decided on the order.

...

On the dance floor, swaying slowly, Gwen looked up at Allen with a playful smile.

"After everything that's happened, it feels weird to have a moment like this."

"Do you mean what happened in the room?"

"Idiot!" Gwen frowned, her cheeks red. "I mean everything, from when we were just two friends who loved to read to this moment…"

"It's true.... Gwen, do you ever regret choosing me?"

"Who knows~"

"…"

"When I found out you were dating MJ, I felt like my heart shattered. I thought I had been obvious enough for you to know I loved you. At that moment, I felt angry, and I didn't even want to see you." Gwen's eyes had a slight twinkle in them.

Allen softened his gaze, "In the end, you two were my first step out of a normal life; the day I decided to stray from common sense. Thank you for not leaving me."

"Mm~" Gwen smiled and rested her head against Allen's chest, "You don't apologize anymore, do you?"

"No, because that would be the same as saying this relationship is wrong…"

"That's better…"

...

Next up was MJ. Although at first, she wanted a cheerful, upbeat dance, seeing Gwen inspired her to have something more romantic with Allen.

Everyone's jaws dropped when they saw Allen holding the beautiful redhead in his arms. After a moment, they began dancing.

"I guess you won't tell me what you and Gwen were talking about…"

"MJ, if you're jealous, just say so, and I'll do everything I can to make it up to you…"

MJ smiled and leaned against Allen. More than dancing, they seemed to simply be embracing. People wanted to kill Allen; it couldn't be true that all their suspicions were correct and he was openly dating three girls at once.

"I'm not jealous that you danced with Gwen… but…"

"Do you know what happened at the Stacy house?"

"Yeah, Gwen told me while you were upstairs with Felicia…"

"I see"

"Allen, do you think with all this multiverse stuff, there's a universe where Mary Jane's parents aren't trash?"

"Of course… but MJ, are you-"

"Nah." MJ looked up, her gaze fixed on Allen's, filled with infinite love. "In that hypothetical place, you wouldn't be there. So, I'd rather die than change worlds~."

Allen hugged MJ tighter. "Actually, I was going to tell you that if you wanted, I could kidnap a kinder version of your parents from a world where they don't have their own MJ… Don't even think about leaving me."

Allen's arrogant and possessive tone made MJ laugh heartily, but she then stretched up and kissed his cheek.

"You better not let me go for the rest of our lives~."

...

Felicia gave the impression that she didn't seem to like any of these things, but when Allen held out his hand she took it, and surprisingly, she was quite skilled. Their dance reached a professional level, transitioning from ballroom to tango.

Felicia's natural sensuality and Allen's elegant movements mesmerized everyone. This time, there were no complaints or jealousy, just admiration that culminated in applause.

Then came a slow dance where Felicia caught her breath.

"I didn't know you could dance so well~," said the cat-like girl teasingly.

"I was just following you. I'm surprised you were that good, Felicia."

"Hehe, I picked up some tricks to steal more efficiently. After all, the most valuable things are with the wealthiest people."

"I see…"

Felicia fell silent, staring at Allen. Her mischievous smile had disappeared.

"I'm a stray cat… I don't have a family, and I've spent my life committing crimes. Are you sure you want me in that home?"

Her words carried a clear meaning. Perhaps while dancing with MJ, Gwen had told her what happened with Gwen's parents.

"I don't get you. You practically already live in my house."

"True…" Felicia smiled, but her tone carried a hint of disappointment. Allen laughed, realizing that wasn't the answer she wanted.

He stopped dancing and made her look him in the eye before speaking. "I want you by my side every day. I don't care if you steal or leave... I'll find you and bring you back. You can be a stray cat until I tame you, but I won't give up, no matter how many years it takes, remember today and forever you are mine–"

Felicia silenced Allen's words with a kiss, crystal tears falling from her eyes as he embraced her.

The crowd was in shock. Everyone heard what Allen said... it was a clear declaration. Instinctively, they glanced at Gwen and MJ's table, but both were laughing as if they'd been expecting this.

It was impossible. Several guys ran to the bathroom to throw up; others fainted. One guy burst into rage, but before he could reach Allen, a wild deer appeared and rammed him.

"What the fuck?!"

"Why is there a deer here?!"

...

In a dark alley, a man ran swiftly, like a lion, crossing one alley after another. Occasionally, he fired his shotgun, but it didn't seem to work.

The man was muscular, with cropped hair, a mustache, an open vest with a lion's mane-like collar, and a necklace made of predator teeth. He wore leather boots and pants.

"Damn it!"

He cursed in frustration. He was the ultimate hunter, the apex predator—Kraven. Yet now, he was running like prey, desperately fleeing from something.

Something hellish had been chasing him relentlessly. For hours, Kraven had been trying everything to kill it... explosives, weapons, and venom from the world's deadliest snakes and creatures. He'd used every trick in his arsenal, but nothing worked.

"A lion's chosen… a hunter. Your life will be my feast, Kraven…"

"Shut up! I am the hunter! I am Kraven!"

From the shadows emerged a man in a noble suit and trench coat.

"Then why are you running from me?"

Kraven stopped in his tracks, realizing he'd been doing nothing but running since encountering this vampire-like imitation.

He knew the truth; the ruthless hunter knew exactly why he was fleeing. His animal instincts screamed at him to run, to hide, to scream.

"You can't escape. Once I find you, I always will. I don't tire, I don't die, and eventually, I will catch you."

Kraven, defying his survival instincts, turned to face Morlun. But there was no one in front of him.

"What—?"

Kraven's words never left his mouth as a pair of hands grabbed his head. Slowly, they began to tighten.

"NNAAAAHH!"

His inner lion roared in panic. Kraven screamed, his muscles bulging, his skin reddening. It was hysterical strength summoned in the final moments of life.

Using his claw-like hands, Kraven tried to tear at Morlun's grip, but it was futile.

"Your strength is impressive. Most Kravens die far too quickly due to their arrogance in facing me."

"HAHAHAHA! I AM THE GREATEST HUNTER, AND I REFUSE TO DIE AS PREY!"

Kraven pulled a cluster of grenades from his vest, pulling several pins. Morlun observed without changing his expression.

*BOOM*

Kraven and Morlun were consumed by the explosion, but as the smoke cleared, Morlun stood unscathed. Only Kraven's torso remained.

"The greatest hunter, huh…? Seems even you have a predator. Even in death, you'll still be my feast…"

What followed was a scene straight out of a horror movie as Morlun fed.

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A/N: The chapter tastes less with a good ost... I recommend "Earth Angel" for Allen and the three girls dance, if you saw "Back To The Future" you know that song.