its a cthulhu mythos fanfiction

well after i get the approval of friends ill see if its worth it to publish to the internet

so in short: a woman unwillingly returns to her hometown for a new job after being forced to leave about a little less than two years prior. some real crazy stuff goes down with Cthulhu's grandma appearing and of course the whole story is based off a furry game but you won't know till ya read it

I often think about how life formed in this solar system at its very beginning. The seemingly random chance the right elements came together to form amino acids, which collected to form strands of rudimentary dna, making the first extremophile single cell organisms. Elenents colliding and making a machine that eats, and multiplies, and evolves. I often consider how impossible it all should have been, should be, that a universe of inanimate elements could somehow forge self aware, self actualizing life. How is it even possible that elements can be arranged just so to make something that replicates on its own on purpose? That thinks and ponders the universe and its own existence? Then i wonder about other solar systems, other galaxies, how they may have life that formed out of different elements, like silicon based dna strands making, essentially living rocks. Scientists have considered how silicon can stand in seemingly for carbon in dna chains, its not strictly impossible. And if there is life elsewhere, did they form sooner? Evolve faster? Or are they just now forming, barely out of the primordial ooze? Then i wonder about antimatter, its just like matter, but it carries an opposite charge, but otherwise an anti-version of all of our elements exist, meaning anti-organisms could exist, and it makes me wonder how being made of antimatter would affect them if at all. Would the inverse charge make them think differently? Would it make them evolve faster or slower? Would it result in mutations or more radical evolution? Or would they be exactly like us, but not?

These thoughts are often why i cant take an athiestic view of existence, too many seeming coincidences of our origin and existence, too much design that feels intelligent, deliberate.

Hm, I need to find a writer I like that can handle sci-fi/melee-combat/smol and lorge catpersons. I have idea.