You were the Spider-Man/Woman of your earth, it was a nice thing for you to help people around. Of course, you did sacrifices as well, but just as your uncle said before dying; ‘With great power comes great responsibility.’ You know that without you, villains would be out there. You’re important, a nice person, a hero.

You heard some screaming coming from a local park, and you stormed to there with your suit on, just to find.. a blue Spider-man fighting with a weird looking villain?! How!?