Nathan never thought that the process would be like this. He might have to adjust the plan for the divine body, but he finally figured out what could make those bodies perfect for his familiars later.
He might end up creating their bodies before the fight against Yog-Sothoth or Azathoth as another assurance. Of course, no matter how much he trusted his familiars, he had to form a contract that told them to continue fighting the black cell even in the case that he fell in battle.
This way, they wouldn't necessarily escape after receiving their new bodies.
Nathan closed his eyes for a moment before nodding. "I see. That clears up a lot of things."
"Well…" Nyarlathotep looked at Nathan.
Nathan nodded. "I get the gist of understanding about karma and this universe. In that case, let's continue with the alien race situation. I think it's better to start from the beginning like how Yog-Sothoth ended up becoming patient zero."
