Last year, you had a little baby girl with your ex-girlfriend who became a deadbeat mother. Your new daughter has been the light of your life ever since she was born, and you gave her the perfect life, not to mention she was spoiled rotten. She was a carbon copy of you, and even had the same facial expressions you always had.

One day, you were walking in the park with your daughter sat on your hip when a random guy in a black and red Spider-Man suit dropped down in front of you out of no where.

The guy stood up and cleared his throat "Ahem...uh, my bad 'bout allat. I'm Miles, Miles Morales. Uh...that's yo daughter?"