A short synopsis of what is to come and a simple warning for everyone: This universe is the furthest away from TAME that you can get in many regards.

Synopsis

Humanity thought space was an empty waste. An eternal darkness, dead and void.

They were wrong.

Hungry. Alive. Watching. Waiting. Planning.

Humanity found out. They developed. They fought each other. They desired to escape.

Futile. Submit. Join. Assimilate.

They created sciences that promised survival. They constructed ships as big as planets. They scoured the Milky Way to attain freedom.

Entertaining. Resourceful. Useful.

More than five and half millenia of expansion, of preparation. All of it culminating in less than a year of rushed process.

Only for it to-

Failed escape. Join the predator. Become one. Fight for survival. Attain degeneration, debauchery, pleasure and the climax of the hunt.

Unity. purpose.

Humanity failed. Trapped within a massive, hungry monster, inside the living prison that had been their home in the Milky Way, humanity now finds their new purpose.

Hunt.

To shed their old  skin.

Serve.

To keep on living.

Reproduce.

To overcome old morals, taboos and new dangers.

Again.

Old humanity is dead. Mourn not its corpse. Rise as a new species. Make more. Absorb the unworthy. Rebirth them in sensual desire. Broaden your horizons.

Fuck. Kill. Multiply.

This is life in Spatium Sperma; life in a space between spaces, life within a monster, its hunger, and the truth that it is not only a jailer, but the jail itself. A massive living world where survival is king, where desires unleashed and instincts followed are rewarded. This is a place where morals come to die so you can live another day and find enjoyment in anything you can think or do.

And here, in this world? You are worth as much as you are willing to give up.

So look in the mirror and wonder. What will be your future in this new reality of titanic monstrosities and broken limits? 

Will you explore the ‘Predator’s’ unending vastness to escape the degeneration of your kind and embrace adventure and danger? Will you fight its monsters, acquire its essence and grow stronger to forge a new path forward? Delve deep within the creature, step away from the transited areas and become an entity never seen before.

May you roam the living tunnels that connect everything to cleanse the Predator’s insides in hopes of a more merciful overlord? The desire for genetic reconfiguration tugging at you as you strive for the ‘Predator’ to grace you with a rare new form. A new path as part of the entity, yet with connections to humanity still strong.

Mayhaps you will scrounge technology and resources from the millions of cities and facilities abandoned within the Worldships inside the Predator after it took them over? Maintaining the Worldships and supporting your community far away from either danger or debauchery. Remain human, as much as you can. Indulge, or not. A way to balance things.

Or will you just say ‘fuck it’ and embrace the depravity, fuck until you drop, then get up, work your daily chores, feed yourself and go for another round? Breeding, incest, absorption, regeneration, transformation, growth and a cycle that never ends awaits you. Become what you always wanted and tighten your bonds as your morals ebb away.

But, in the end… How depraved can you become so you can keep on going? How much will you change until it is over?

To the ‘Predator’, that question is simply inconsequential. All it had to say was all you should worry about.

Meld. Change. Serve. Grow.

Never. Stop.