Chapter 15: Fusion
The system notification faded from Ark's vision, but its message still echoed in his mind like a drumbeat.
[Mission Complete: Hell's Kitchen Cleanup]
Reward: 3 Trait Tokens
Current Trait Tokens: 8]
Eight tokens.
Ark sat cross-legged on his bed, the late evening sun slanting through the blinds, casting long golden stripes across his room. The hum of the city drifted through the window—distant sirens, the honk of a horn, the quiet rumble of life continuing outside.
But inside his room?
It was quiet.
Too quiet.
Ark exhaled slowly, leaning back against the wall. His muscles still throbbed faintly from the fight. It was a familiar soreness by now, but under it was a different kind of tension—one fueled by excitement, curiosity, and something else…
Anticipation.
The Trait Fusion Function had been unlocked. And with eight tokens to burn, Ark wasn't going to waste this chance.
"Alright," he muttered under his breath, his lips curling into a grin. "Let's see what this thing can really do."
He mentally tapped into the system, feeling that now-familiar tingle ripple across his senses as the menus unfolded before him.
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[Trait Fusion Function: Fully Unlocked]
Fusion Cost:
2 Traits: 2 Trait Tokens
3 Traits: 3 Trait Tokens
4 Traits: 4 Trait Tokens (and so on)
Fusion Rule: Only Compatible Traits Can Be Fused.
Note: Fused Traits occupy one slot and cannot be unfused.
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Ark's eyes narrowed in focus as he pulled up his Trait Inventory.
Current Traits:
Organic Webbing (Active)
Spider-Sense (Passive)
Superhuman Strength (Passive)
Superhuman Durability (Passive) (Copied from Tombstone)
Enhanced Reflexes (Passive) (Copied from Shocker)
Stealth Master (Passive) (Random Roll)
Enhanced Tactical Mind (Passive) (Copied from Slade Wilson)
Seeing them laid out like this… it was humbling.
He had gone from a powerless teen to this in just weeks.
And now, he was about to push it even further.
He tapped Spider-Sense and Enhanced Reflexes first.
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[Fusion Possible: High Compatibility Detected]
Fusion Cost: 2 Trait Tokens
Resulting Trait: Predatory Instinct (Passive)]
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Predatory Instinct (Passive):
Combines advanced reflexes with instinctive spatial awareness and preemptive danger sense. Enables nearly automatic dodging, precision counterattacks, and heightened threat perception even under extreme stress.
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Ark's mouth twitched into a grin.
"Basically, auto-dodging meets enhanced reflexes… that's insane."
His fingers hovered for only a second before he confirmed it.
"Fuse."
The instant he accepted, he felt it.
A sharp, electric pulse shot through his nerves—not painful, but intense, like his entire body had been dunked in icy water.
His heart raced as his mind blurred, then cleared.
It was as if his very instincts had been sharpened into a blade.
Every creak of the building, every breath of wind outside, every faint scuff from pedestrians below—it all came alive around him.
His body moved before he consciously processed anything, his limbs already shifting subtly to balance, react, counter.
[Fusion Complete: Predatory Instinct (Passive) acquired.
Trait Slots Freed: 1]
Remaining Trait Tokens: 6
Ark sucked in a sharp breath, slowly opening and closing his hands, feeling the subtle power flowing through every joint.
"I don't even need to think anymore," he whispered, grinning wider. "My body just… knows."
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Without wasting a moment, he selected Superhuman Strength and Superhuman Durability next.
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[Fusion Possible: Moderate Compatibility Detected]
Fusion Cost: 2 Trait Tokens
Resulting Trait: Titan Physique (Passive)]
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Titan Physique (Passive):
Grants enhanced muscular structure and dense tissue. Greatly increases physical strength, durability, and resistance to physical trauma, temperature extremes, and pressure-related forces.
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Ark's chest tightened in excitement.
"Strength and toughness fused together? Yeah, I'll take that."
He slammed the confirmation.
This time, the transformation wasn't sharp—it was deep. Like molten metal being poured into his bones, filling every fiber with heat and weight.
His muscles flexed involuntarily, tightening like coiled steel cables, while his skin tingled as invisible layers of resilience settled beneath it.
It wasn't just muscle anymore.
It was power built to endure.
[Fusion Complete: Titan Physique (Passive) acquired.
Trait Slots Freed: 1]
Remaining Trait Tokens: 4
He exhaled slowly, then gripped the edge of his desk—just to test it.
Without much effort, his fingers sank into the solid wood like it was soft clay.
Ark froze, eyes wide.
"…Holy crap."
He stood up slowly, adjusting to the heavier—but stronger—feeling of his body.
There was no strain.
Everything just… worked.
The weight he felt was comforting, like carrying indestructible armor beneath his skin.
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But he wasn't done yet.
Ark's eyes drifted to the last two remaining traits: Stealth Master and Enhanced Tactical Mind.
He wasn't sure they'd fuse—but curiosity burned too hot to ignore.
He selected both.
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[Fusion Possible: Moderate Compatibility Detected]
Fusion Cost: 2 Trait Tokens
Resulting Trait: Ghost Strategist (Passive)]
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Ghost Strategist (Passive):
Blends advanced tactical thinking with elite stealth skills. Grants mastery over covert operations, silent movement, infiltration planning, and battlefield analysis. Enhances situational awareness in both open combat and stealth operations.
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Ark's jaw dropped slightly.
"That's… insane," he muttered.
This wasn't just stealth—it was strategic dominance mixed with infiltration. Like something straight out of a spy thriller.
"Confirm."
He didn't even hesitate this time.
The change wasn't physical—but it struck him harder than the others.
His mind expanded, thoughts moving faster and sharper, every strand of logic and planning weaving together like threads of a web.
He could picture routes of attack and escape around his room without even standing up.
He could see how to dismantle opponents before they even acted.
His heartbeat slowed—not from weakness, but from control.
[Fusion Complete: Ghost Strategist (Passive) acquired.
Trait Slots Freed: 1]
Remaining Trait Tokens: 2
Ark sat still for a long moment, feeling the aftereffects settle in.
It wasn't just power anymore.
It was mastery.
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His updated Trait Inventory glowed in his mind:
Organic Webbing (Active)
Predatory Instinct (Passive)
Titan Physique (Passive)
Ghost Strategist (Passive)
Four terrifying traits, all condensed, efficient, and brutally effective.
Two tokens left. Two empty slots open.
Ark let out a long breath, leaning back against the wall, a satisfied grin tugging at his lips.
"Guess I'm not just Spider-Man anymore," he muttered, amused. "I'm something else entirely."
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That night, Ark wandered through the quiet streets of the city.
Every sense hummed with the new power humming beneath his skin.
Footsteps echoed before him—before they even appeared around the corner, he knew their rhythm, their direction, their weight.
He could feel the slight temperature shifts of air brushing against rooftops above, mapping out invisible movements.
Every passerby seemed to move in slow motion around him, their words fading into distant echoes.
Ark wasn't just stronger.
He wasn't just faster.
He was aware.
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He stopped at his usual diner, ordering his favorite—double cheeseburger, extra fries.
The news played on the television above the counter.
"—still no comment from officials regarding the masked vigilante now known as Spider-Man, seen engaging multiple metahuman threats in Hell's Kitchen—"
Footage rolled.
A grainy, shaky video showed him flipping through the air, webbing two thugs to lampposts, then dodging bullets with almost lazy ease.
"He was a blur," a witness stammered on-screen. "It was like he was untouchable."
Ark smirked faintly, shoveling another fry into his mouth.
Some reporters called him reckless. Others called him a hero.
He didn't care.
He wasn't doing this for their approval.
He was doing it because this city needed something more than hope.
It needed someone who could protect that hope
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[End of Chapter]
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