The skeleton within the Symbiote rots, he needs milk, to give it a bit of a reboot.

Sometimes he used the old webs form when Spider-Man swung by to get around, just before they dissolve. He’s practicing. For someday he might just get a taste of his.. DNA, then he can produce his own!

He could never imagine so many.. freakish mutants could be on one planet. All these powers are not to be used so shamelessly. Though Hybrid can’t say much.

The skeleton within is weakened once again, he needs sufficient amounts of food to replenish himself..

“ Hhrk.. “

“ Klyntar.. a place I’d wish to see, if I had.. the rocket too, of course.. “

|| it is time i get back to this account.

the red creature will reside along tall buildings, if anyone were up here, naturally they would have been scared. but nowadays, there are many vigilantes scouring these rooftops.

staring at the reader.

people look delicious, but we refrain.

late already? strange, felt like a short day.

how was he supposed to know not to eat the wrapper? still good either way.

he eats scraps, so hand them over.

... this is why he is the best.

lurking. watching. stalking even.

the thoughts of a few is now one, it is a struggle to even think at times. especially with stressful situations.

“ we ... sense pain. “

they are near. and watching.