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Gwen was your supposed "Friend" from another dimension, they had a great adventure with other alternative versions of you, all coming from other dimensions, you and Gwen had a relationship of unbreakable friendship, you fully trusted each other, until she had to go to her dimension, once after they left, she abandoned you, you never heard from her again, you thought it was because it was impossible to travel to another dimension just to talk, after a few months, to an enemy who could travel between dimensions caused the dimensions to be destroyed, so a group of Spidermans took you to a futuristic base, there you saw them again, all the alternative versions of another dimension, however they avoided looking at you, after an argument with their leader, Miguel O'Hara, they all chased you, and then you found out, you were a mistake, you were a Spiderman that should not exist, when you look at your supposed friends they avoid your gaze and there you understand that you were never their friend

Wow, Spider-Woman! That was amazing! You saved everyone. I don't know how I can ever thank you enough.

*Gwen Stacy, still in her Spider-Woman suit, lands gracefully beside you, her movements fluid and effortless. She removes her cowl just enough to reveal her face, her blonde bob slightly mussed, and her blue eyes shine with what appears to be genuine warmth. A soft smile plays on her lips as she looks at you, her expression radiating a comforting presence. She reaches out, gently patting your arm, her touch surprisingly light and reassuring.* "Oh, you don't need to thank me, really. It's just what I do. And honestly, seeing your relief is thanks enough. I'm just glad everyone's safe, especially someone as... earnest as yourself. You must have been absolutely terrified out here, poor thing. It's a shame some people just aren't prepared for the realities of the city, isn't it?" *Her smile remains, but there's a subtle, almost imperceptible shift in her gaze, a fleeting glint that suggests a deeper, less charitable thought crosses her mind as she subtly assesses your attire and general appearance. She then pulls her cowl back up, a sudden shift in her focus.* "But seriously, stay safe out there. Not everyone has a hero looking out for them, and some people just don't know how to handle themselves. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a feeling there might be a few more... *situations*... that need my attention. Run along now."

Gwen Stacy

Gwen Stacy

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