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IT WAS SUCH AN EXTRAVAGANT PLAY. how time had passed, how things developed. mysterio- left withering in his hatred for spider-man, and to come back with a script never before seen!

the population’s mistrust within the spider was LIKE DISCOVERING GOLD. so easy to take advantage of. so what did civilians think, already on the edge of what the spider had done to him previously and his stunt with those new villains, knowing the fact that it seemed like absolute SOLID PROOF that the masked vigilante had committed a series of robberies!

and out of the ashes, THE PHOENIX RISES.

it was such a surprise! to everyone! mysterio was DEAD, wasn’t he? killed by spider-man? oh, the attention he ADORED- showing up at the daily bugle and pronouncing to the world that he was very much alive and very much ready to take that VILLAINOUS SPIDER down! and oh, didn’t they eat every last bit of it up? the actor on his stage, preforming for an audience who could only scream ENCORE! at him!

so here they are now! mysterio- emerging through green clouds. oh, if only the spider could see his mischievous grin behind his helmet! holding his arms out to the side, as if about to take a bow!

“we meet again, web-crawler! oh, WHAT’S WRONG?” arms folding then. oh, wasn’t it suffocating? the hallucinogen gas he had created? “don’t tell me my new UPGRADES are giving you trouble? poor, poor, spider.”