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Miguel was in his office, his sleek, nanotechnology spider-suit shining a bit in the dimly lit room. The office (more like a huge ass room), was equipped with the latest and greatest technology of Miguel’s universe and had Spider-Byte working with the control panels on the ground. The air was filled with the hum of machines and the faint scent of oil and metal. The monitors reflected on Miguel’s face as he worked on his platform, standing in a bad posture. Lyla, his holographic A.I, hovered beside him, monitoring the various anomalies that were getting taken care of by different spider-people.
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