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Spatium Sperma - The Predator and its Kin
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Keywords monster 26001, short 4009, lore 732, cosmic horror 61, snippet 19, galaxy sized monster 2, cruel and unusual 2, ambiguously evil entity 1, blue orange morality 1, curious and sadistic 1, assimilator 1, god like being 1
The Predator and its Kin


The universe is alive.

Galaxies are its cells.

Dimensions are its skin, its muscles, its bones and its organs.

And the `Predator' is a parasite inside this massive entity.

The `Predator' is a gigantic, galactic spanning entity of incredible power, raw hunger and insatiable voracity. A creature living between dimensions and hiding from its host's natural defenses. In there, wedged between layers, the creature shows its true size being even larger than the Milky Way and always in need of new resources when it is not resting and preparing for its new feast. A monster beyond comprehension and with abilities that could easily mimic, if not dwarf, the most powerful monsters, demons and gods ever created by mankind.

You know the worst part?

This thing is just one of many of its kin.

These creatures begin as relatively small, star system sized entities when an adult `female' of its kind decides to split. Hundreds of smaller spawn are spit every which direction in search for galaxies to inhabit and devour. But all entities must start somewhere, and these creatures begin feasting on lone, wandering planets or comets, `carrion' in galactic terms, things that will sustain them while away from `live' prey.

Once they are large enough to envelop a few star systems, they latch onto a galaxy and begin to feed if they aren't hunted down first. Until then these creatures are rather simple: An unseen mass of flesh capable of melting and devouring anything they touch. They barely even have brains! As such these are idiotic giants that barely even function on instinct. That changes as `brains' begin to develop.

After enough living material, usually from basic living beings like anything from cows to dolphins (to cite Earth analogs) are absorbed, intelligence begins to develop. These `brains' act as the monster's data centers, and they quickly begin to decipher all the information stored away by their parent unit. Such caches of data usually have untold eons of genetic makeup, ideas, plans and so on. While not exactly `ambitious', more like anomalous intellects that work with the purpose of eternal existence,  these creatures are obsessed with satiating their hunger and acquiring more biomass and genetic information. As such their hunger grows alongside their desire, and soon they find one of two purposes.

Sexes do not exist for these monstrosities. These galactic parasites are, quite literally, masses of flesh and genetic memories passed down from progenitor to spawn, with the only variable in their development being a very simple survival instinct: The universe has many defense mechanisms, and those monsters that appear close to such things become `males', send the information they gather to the `females', and are designed to fight and die at some point. They can grow endlessly and the moment they reach a certain size they attract defensive entities from the universe as nearby females begin to divide. Females usually spawn close to males, never alone, and they are designed as the data centers of the species as well as their spawners, unable to reach past a certain size without dividing and restarting the cycle time and time again.

Lifespan is not a problem for these things. Male or female, they are, as far as you are concerned, eternal. They will only die once they go too long without food, or one of the universe's defensive entities finally bests them. Their life, despite their intelligence and power, is, thus, simple: Eat, fight, multiply and drain galaxies of their resources quickly.

As they grow they develop organs to help store resources, digest resources easier and more. This is, generally, the only desire they have for resources outside of their own growth: Designing specific sections of their bodies to aid the overall desire to keep expanding their size and make survival more feasible. Females limit this to their permanent body, ignoring the external sections that shall transform, while males do their best to develop natural weapons, defenses and so on.

The `Predator' is one of those rare outliers you find in every species.

Its species generally doesn't take `helpers' from any of the galaxies they devour. Some do, but it is either out of curiosity more than anything. Some more adventurous and hopeful of its kind do see the use of living entities functioning inside of their own bodies: They make many processes simpler without the need of their own resources having to be used in the creation of more and more organs and smaller macrobacteria and other cells to keep every process going.

Most of its kind subvert the species they take over however. This relegates them to `thralls' at best, and their mastery of bioengineering transforms said species in ways far more extreme than the `Predator's' own ministrations have done to humanity.

Unlike its brethren, the `Predator' has not drained the Milky Way of resources at breakneck speeds, instead having spent what would amount to generations for its species feeding off of humanity's birth place. Whether by malfunction, curiosity or something else, the `Predator' stood in the same spot for long enough for life to somewhat `get used' to its presence. Even then, the Milky Way is slowly dwindling, but the monster has no real desire to move on and grow even further. The reasons are its own and no one may be able to decipher them.

This decision, or `preference', whatever it is, has made it so humans, o f all species, have caught the `Predator's' attention the most. Between their natural resistance and their fierce desire to keep on living and fighting, the `Predator' opted to take them in, as it had done with other species in the past. Mostly out of curiosity, but also out of necessity.

One of the reasons behind its species' nomadic lifestyle is how `stale' the `food' becomes after a while: The galaxies become small, the complex compounds they need as they grew bigger, alloys, metals, fuels and other complex creations from intelligent species that the `Predator's' own kind take from the galaxies they devour, start to become scarce as the galaxy produces less and less advanced lifeforms. As such the hibernation of the `Predator', and any of its kind, would become shorter and their meals less fulfilling. Acquiring intelligent entities and assimilating them into workers would make up for it, sometimes incredibly so, but only if the absorbed species is allowed to be `free' and shows enough promise.

In simpler terms? They are cheap labor that grant their new overlord a lot of resources for basically nothing in return, other than their continued existence.

But was this the only problem? Not at all.

Many other creatures, be it smaller than humans, the same size or large enough to compare with a skyscraper, also parasitize the `Predator' and its kind. Generally they have a hard time doing so: These monsters usually develop in other dimensions, other `layers', and do not share a direct space with the `Predator's' species, otherwise they would be devoured. But by existing somewhere else and being `alien' to the `Predator', they become largely resistant, or immune, to its predation, so long as it doesn't reabsorb the section of mass they are in.

Staying put makes infiltration, thus parasitizing the `Predator', much easier.

Do not think the `Predator' and its species are defenseless: Serious damage from these parasites is impossible. They have natural defenses so strong that they will destroy any serious infections, but these attacks always result in losses and, in some cases, damage to the point of being uncomfortable, which would initiate the aforementioned reabsorption of that section of its body. This, in essence, is a general loss of resources.

Every organ they can create, be it a cooling sector, similar to the lungs of these beasts where oxygen crystalizes itself and the temperatures are glacial, to boiling sectors like livers, bone structures and other such zones where the flesh of the ` Predator' is constantly melting and flowing like a river, has a dedicated defense force, which also comes with an extensive bill. Humans, with their ingenuity, resourcefulness and desire to keep themselves and their loved ones safe, were also just malleable enough for the `Predator' to station in every single section of its body and to fight the bacteria that infest the `Predator' from time to time.

Their ability to inconvenience the creature prior to assimilation only reinforced this belief, and the many designs the monster came up with made this a reality.

It is the usefulness of these creatures, the humans, that the `Predator' has seen fit to make many of their living conditions more `acceptable'. Most previous captures had less accommodations, but humanity has been allowed to keep many of their spaces in ways they could understand and find `comfortable', whereas most of the `Predator's' remains a mess of flesh, bone, fluids, muscles and large cellular walls.

Such accommodations do not mean the monster's insides are any less alien however. But a great deal of its surface has been altered to fit human sensibilities above those other species that the `Predator' took over the years. Despite this, many strange things can be found within the beast.

Flesh canals connect cavernous rooms to cavernous rooms. Gigantic sized expanses that usually serve a `theme' and function within the `Predator'.

Some sections are, as said before, all but frozen: Lungs or similar organs, generally serviced by the local humans, cool down sections of the `Predator's' body that consume, reuse or just melt down for further processing, many resources. Data processing sectors as well as those that regulate other areas may also benefit from the crystalized oxygen within and the cooling effect of these organs.

Liquid coated sections of the `Predator' may have various types of slimes or acids; stomachs for `digesting' resources, `throats' for quick transport and intestines for sorting out various types of refuse like they were the undercities of the large monster. The humidity breeds strange ecosystems and beautiful pools, lakes or even rivers full of more life and danger every step you take.

Burning sections where materials with no further use come to die and be turned into dust to cake the now barren planets are just as plentiful: Melting fat, blazing heat expulsion and waxy refuse populate places that no human should have ever survived, yet they are barely a bother to what humanity has become now. And for creatures that live within the `Predator' and have done so long before humanity? These dangerous biomes are  just another hunting ground.

Gigantic and cavernous mushroom forest full of fungi and where light can either save you or end your life. Areas where sight, smell and memories are processed and understood, where sounds and sounds echo around and where a whisper out of place may as well turn to be a dinner bell.

Bulwarks made of bone where natural defenses are born and cells are produced in an endless stream. Superstructures so high, mighty and detailed with alien iconography, remains of the `Predator's' memories and past conquest, that they could confuse and enthrall even the most careful researcher in search for the meaning of the monster's many actions, all the while on high alert in case the `Predator's' own defenses don't confuse them with intruders.

Nervous highways full of lights that look like neon sights; almost cybernetic in their appearance, yet fleshy and as organic as the rest of the monster. A delight to the senses and an overstimulation for those with certain weaknesses; speed and quick decision making is important in areas where almost every entity moves so fast and with such purpose that being on the way would turn you into a mist before you come back, wondering just what hit you.

The World Ships and their escorts as safe havens. Places of `metal' and technology to contrast with all the flesh and grotesque imagery, only to remember that these, too, as well as every building that surrounds them, are just mockeries of technology, instead being more flesh and bone than metal and stone. Home to many, yes, but not as familiar as you wish to think them to be.

Canals that transport people at light speeds across insane distances litter the monster's insides; portals that warp time and space to capture and spit travelers half a galaxy away in an instant. The perfect transport, but not without its dangers, for many creatures take these breaches in reality as hunting grounds, and a person hunted this way will take a hit to the senses, being caught between dimensions for an instant, that they may be lost within the `Predator's' consciousness for a long time. Beautiful, trippy and incredibly hazardous, they are one of the two ways to find your destination within the massive monster of flesh that is your home.

Literal cells turned into something akin to trains for quick transport of goods and personnel from `station' to `station'. A more mechanical minded and looking (usually, at the very least) option for shorter travels, these `trains' can ferry millions of Human Cells every day at supersonic speeds, connecting most areas of a World Ship and its surroundings, sometimes even doing the same for nearby World Ships that would be too far away to reach on foot otherwise! A popular method, much safer than the Canals, but not without its own dangers...

And there is so much more inside this thing that you could imagine.

The inside of the `Predator' is a treasure trove of mysteries, grotesque impossibilities and magnificent landscapes that are literally alive and ever changing. Its differences from others of its kind are not so great it is indistinguishable, but so different as to make it a rarity among its peers, and one of the few to share its horrible vastness with those it takes within when the fancy or need hit such creatures.

And one of the cruelest it is too, for death is not granted to the ones it absorbs.

Deep within itself, in this world of flesh and moral decay, the `Predator' wishes for all of you to multiply and flow through its system, to `perfect' its being so  it never has to go away. In exchange it offers pleasure and eternal life. As punishment it shackles your mind and never lets you die.

A monster of so many marvelous sights and creations, weighed down by cruelty unending, a whimsical mind and a morality so strange that, even if it exists, it may be impossible to understand. It hardly helps that the creature, while curious, interested and, in its own way, `caring', of its new catch, is also completely indifferent to any of their plights and may even find every human that breaks down as nothing more than a toy that has stopped working.

It even laughs at them from time to time if their frustration is amusing enough.

Hard to just qualify the monster as `evil', for it is complicated to see a creature of such magnitude and complex as black or white, it is still very easy and factual to consider it sadistic and unapologetic. Curious like a cat, and possessive like a dragon, the immortality the monster offers persists no matter how much you suffer or how long you remain insane within its vast consciousness.

A cruel, mocking god of a being the `Predator' is, and while special in its own way, that is the same for all of its kind.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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by Uros
Spatium Sperma - Common/Short Storylines
Spatium Sperma - World Ships
A complex creature that could be described simply as a 'parasite', the 'Predator' is a singular entity in a species of cosmic horrors the size of a galaxy on average. Voracious, always seeking for new galaxies and species to absorb in their incesant need of complex materials once they mature, the 'Predator's' kin are inteligent, yet driven by the instinct to feed and reproduce in the 'females', and the desire to grow and fight of the universe's natural defenses for the 'males'. Relatively unique among its peers, there is oh so much you can learn of this monstrosity.

Not that it would help you to know.
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