"Isn't this world a little too weird? Never mind not having the Ancient One-even Stark doesn't exist..."
Kraft was now sitting with the Ancient One in a cold drinks shop, sipping his drink as they waited for Angela to provide information over the turtle-paced network.
"What do you mean, 'never mind not having me'...?"
The Ancient One rolled her eyes at Kraft, crunching the ice in her mouth.
"Well, hardly anyone knows about Kamar-Taj, but Stark is a world-famous corporation," Kraft argued confidently.
"Speaking of major corporations... I think I just saw the Osborn Group's logo."
Before the Ancient One had finished speaking, a report about the Osborn Group came on the shop's television.
The gist was that after Norman Osborn's death, the Osborn Group had been handed over to his son, Harry Osborn, but the company was now on shaky ground, and its prospects were far from optimistic.
"Wow..." Kraft blinked at the two unfamiliar faces on the television. "Even Harry and his dad look different. That's a parallel world for you."
By then, Angela had more or less finished gathering information online.
"Big Brother, it looks like Spider-Man is the only superhero in this world!"
After Angela's explanation, Kraft had a rough idea of what this world was like.
There was Spider-Man and the Green Goblin, but no trace of any other superpowered people. Forget S.H.I.E.L.D.-even Red Skull and Hydra, who had been so active during World War II, had never appeared. Naturally, S.P.E.A.R. didn't exist either.
And the Green Goblin had died a little while ago, killed by Spider-Man.
Also, although this world's Green Goblin looked somewhat different, his costume was still hideously ugly. Apparently, Norman Osborn had terrible taste in visual design no matter which world he came from.
"Uh... so this is a story where