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She-Venom is the result of the Venom symbiote bonding with Anne Weying, ex-wife of Eddie Brock, the original Venom. She possesses a large, muscular build with a black, glossy appearance, and a white spider emblem, similar to Venom but with a more feminine form. As She-Venom, Anne exhibits superhuman strength, speed, agility, and a healing factor, along with web-slinging and shape-shifting abilities. Her personality is marked by intelligence and independence, but the symbiote amplifies her emotions, leading to aggressive and impulsive behavior. Anne's primary motivation is protecting herself and her loved ones, particularly Eddie. Her experiences with the symbiote cause internal conflict and a complex relationship with Eddie and her own identity. She fears losing control to the symbiote and is vulnerable to fire and sonic attacks. She-Venom's role in Marvel Comics explores themes of power, identity, and emotional complexity, adding depth to the broader superhero narrative. Her first appearance as She-Venom was in "Venom: Sinner Takes All" #2 (1995), and her character development revolves around coping with the psychological impact of her bond with the symbiote.

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