Spider-Verse: I'm a Symbiote

Today started out like any other day for me. I'm Damien Black, just a guy working part-time at a Jollibee. Sounds nice, right? It's not glamorous, but I don't complain. It pays the bills, and I'm content well, mostly.

Still, there's this nagging feeling, like something's missing. I can't shake the thought that I'm not doing something right. My life is normal, maybe even comfortable, but there's a hollowness to it, like I'm waiting for something more. Something bigger.

As I walked into the theater, my mind wandered to the reason I was here. "I hope Venom: The Last Dance is good." Being a Marvel fan is practically my personality at this point. I follow the movies, the comics, the works. So, naturally, I wasn't going to miss this.

The theater was bustling, and I was just settling into the atmosphere when it happened.

"Kyaaaaaaaaaa!"

Screams erupted, cutting through the air like a blade.

'What the hell is going on?' I thought, snapping to attention.

Then I saw him, a man running towards me, brandishing a knife, clutching a bag. His eyes were wild, his steps frantic.

"Move it! I'll kill you!" he shouted.

Everything slowed. My brain barely registered the chaos. I saw the knife. I saw where it was pointing.

At me.

"Fuck" I whispered as cold steel pierced my chest.

The pain was searing, white-hot and unbearable. I looked down and saw the blade sticking out of me, blood staining my shirt, pooling around the wound.

"Tch, damn hindrance!" the man spat, shoving past me as he fled into the crowd.

My knees buckled, and I collapsed to the floor. There were screams, shouts, panicked voices, but I couldn't make out a single word. Everything around me faded as my vision began to blur.

'Is this it?'

'Am I really going to die?'

The irony hit me like another stab. I turned my head and saw the massive screen in front of me. The movie was starting.

[ Venom: The Last Dance. ]

My last sight. The thought would've been funny if I wasn't dying.

With trembling fingers, I tried to grab the knife lodged in my chest. It was a useless, desperate act. I knew that. But it was the only thing I could do.

"Eighteen years; That's it, huh? My lifetime limit" My voice was weak, barely a whisper. "I don't even get to finish the damn movie."

And with that, my strength left me. My world went dark.

Damien Black died.

And at that instant, Damien Black's "soul" linked with a "being" in another world.

Into a dimensional crack so small that no eye could see. His soul linked with a mass of goey essence.

This mass of gooey essence was a remnant left behind by an unknown being. When Damien Black's soul linked with it, the essence responded to his thoughts, using them as a blueprint to construct him a new body.

What would normally be an impossibility with an astronomically small chance of occurring happened—Damien Black was reborn as a gooey being in another world.

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Its dark..

Where am I?

Where is this? Rather…what happened?

If I remember correctly, I think I was killed...

And then I fully regained my consciousness.

My name is, Damien Black. An 18 years old perv- ahem, ahem.

I'm a nice guy...

What happened though?, why am I here?

Let's see, I walk inside of the Cinema theater to watch the new Venom movie....

And I was stab by someone.....

Good, I remember. It's all right, it isn't the time to panic yet.

Anyhow, For the cool me to become flustered, at least it has to be on the level where my dick will be castrated...

Hmm...

It was when I tried looking around my surroundings that I realized. My eyes wouldn't open.

I can't see anything..

Not knowing what to do, I tried scratching my head…to find that my hands weren't responding.

Putting all that aside, I wonder where my head is.

How disorienting.

Oi oi, just wait a second.

Give me some time, so I can calm down.

In these kind of moments I'm supposed to be panicking, right?

Perhaps…could it be that it's too late to do anything other than to panic?

Daah!!!

No no, that doesn't matter either .

This isn't the time to be saying such stupid things, I'm supposed to be calm.. calm..

Eh? Wai-…what's up with this.

I hastily check whether I was hurting anywhere.

There is no pain. I feel comfortable.

I can sense neither cold nor heat. This space I'm inside of is really quite cozy.

I'm a little relieved about that.

Next I check the rest of my limbs . Let alone moving a single finger, my arms and legs gave no reaction…

What does this mean?

It's not like I'd lose my limbs over just getting stabbed... right?

To begin with, I can't open my eyes .

I'm in some pitch-dark space, unable to see a thing .

It seems…I've entered a vegetative state, or something like that?

Though only my awareness remains, maybe my nerves have been severed which is why I can't move?

No no no, anything but that!

When I think I've been finally saved, it turns out I'm a human vegetable . This is the worst, but at least my lower half is fortunate enough to feel something .

Though either way, there's no doubt this is a disaster, to think I've become a vegetable that can only think, I'm in hell…

My mind fills with the worst imaginations, beginning to turn the initial confusion into despair.

I want you to just think about it .

A human... Wait am I even a human?

Well back to the topic imagine being locked up in darkness will make you go insane in the blink of an eye. My situation matches exactly that, furthermore, I can't even suicide.

When you can only wait for the encroaching madness, it's impossible not to despair .

But at that moment,

A sensation of touching something,

And I felt it with my body.

What's this…

I focus all of my senses on that touching sensation.

On the side of my stomach? Something like a metallic sharp object is poking against me.

As I concentrated further on that area being touched, I came to vaguely understand the span of my own body. Occasionally, I could feel the smooth floor in places.

That made me somewhat happy .

Even now, I was still blind in the darkness . However, of all the five senses, I experienced the sense of touch again .

Soon enough I sensed the vibrations within the ground.

Becoming interested, as I tried moving towards that vibrating object,

Slither.

And I felt myself moving .

I…moved?!

In that moment, it became clear—I wasn't lying on a hospital bed. I could feel a smooth surface beneath what I assumed was my… stomach? Or at least, the part of me that seemed to be moving along it.

I see… I have no idea what's going on, but apparently I'm not at a hospital.

On top of that, I can't see..

Yay!!

Seeing as I also can't hear a single sound, it's most likely I've gone deaf.

Though I'm not sure where my head is, I keep moving closer to the vibrating object. Directing my consciousness towards it.

I can't smell a thing. Perhaps, I've lost my sense of smell as well?

Also, how should I say…I'm not sure of the shape of my own body .

I don't want to admit it, but I have a hunch that the shape of my body is strangely similar to that of a certain popular symbiote, Venom, which is quite popular among Marvel lovers... Like me

Such thoughts have been going through my mind for a while now .

No no…that can't be the case, really . However the circumstances may be, that just can't…

For the time being, let's put those suspicions aside .

I decided, I would try the one last untested sense of the five human senses .

But I don't know where my mouth is . What to do?…

Suddenly, an intense hunger overtook me—a hunger so overwhelming it sent sharp, searing pain coursing through my entire being.

My instincts screamed at me: Eat the vibrating being.

I didn't know what that meant, but a primal certainty settled in—I had to act, or I would die.

I began crawling toward the source of the vibrations. As I got closer, I felt an uncontrollable urge take over, and before I could think, I leapt onto it.

Then suddenly I attach to it and wrap myself around it, like a snake. I penetrate it, like a parasite. I merge with it, like a... symbiote.

Ohh!! I'm inside..

A strange sensation swept through me as I fused with it. I could feel its emotions.

Wait… this… this is human?!

Shock rippled through me as I started to sense the structure of the being's body. Somehow, I could feel its organs, its muscles, its very being.

But the hunger… the hunger was stronger than my shock. It drove me forward, pulling me toward a specific part of the body.

The brain.

Ehhhh!!!

I'm gonna eat that!!

That's disgusting...

Strangely, I didn't feel anything wrong with devouring this being or host. Instead I felt like my instincts were driving me in.

I tried to move and

I can feel it. I feel its... Intestines!?

Yuck ( ≧Д≦)

I tried to move inside and brush past other... organs

What's this..

Oh its a heart..

I'll continue from where I left off.

I move my body towards the head..

Well I think this is the head.

Concentrating on the part of my body in contact with its brain, I confirmed where it was and wrap myself around it.

As weird as I felt doing this, I knew that to know and what is happening, I would need this.

Well… I already died once. What's the worst that could happen now?