|Universe||The Long Night|
|Predators||Everything, and rightly so.|
|Ancestor(s)||Humans, the poor bastards.|
The Preta are the downright ugly mistakes of the Antinirvanist movement, an r-strategy species that just crawls on the ground. Not saying "kill me" because they lack the capacity for language or even suicidal behavior, just an assorted barrage of gibbering nonsense that basically invites it anyway. If your hereditary nanobots send you on the downward spiral towards insapience, find a way to make them satisfied with keeping the smallest modicum of majesty.