Kahn had spoken to Luis a few weeks ago on the topic of Rosa's feelings. After Kahn had spoken to Luis, the talented Celestial happily left the capital on a mission that was supposed to keep him away for at least two years. Kahn had opened up to his father on the conclusion of their discussion. The older Celestial was ecstatic that his daughter was finally feeling something for a member of the opposite sex. And he was over the moon when he was informed by Kahn that this person was Luis, a genius acknowledged by all; someone who was a talented member of the Celestial race's younger generation. Kahn then informed his father of his plan to get Rosa to realise her feelings, and the older Celestial was more than happy to oblige. Kahn had never seen his father so giddy before. Unlike before, Luis wasn't sending Rosa any letters to inform her of his wellbeing. The two were responsible for constantly bringing Luis up once in a while in Rosa's presence, whilst the talented Celestial was away. His father would constantly bring Luis up, mentioning how dangerous his mission was, and Kahn would act like the 'good' guy, stopping his father from saying any more.
"Hehe. I hope the little boy's plan works. For now it looks pretty good. At least she is clearly worried about him, and furious that he isn't staying in touch. Oh, please let it work out. I need that fiery daughter of mine to find a husband!" Once Kahn and Rosa had left the hall, their father began to speak his concerns out loud. He shivered when he remembered how brash his daughter was, and couldn't wait for her to be another person's problem.
"This is where we part ways, God of War. Remember what it is you must do." Two men stood side by side in space. They weren't on any planet. They weren't anywhere in particular. There was no world anywhere close to them. There was only darkness; stretching out as far as the eye could see. Yet these two men had no problem surviving in unsavory conditions of space. They floated calmly in the same spot as they shared their thoughts with one another.
"Of course I will remember, Loki. I cannot forget even if I wanted to. What we are about to do will shape the history of the universe in the years to come. Our names would go down in history as names of honor when we pull this off." For the first time in a long while, the God of War was genuinely excited. His breathing was rapid and his eyes were bright and joyful. He looked like a man high on the opium poppy.
"You truly are one who craves for war and violence. At the prospect of either you lose your composure" Loki stated with a small smile. He had rarely seen his partner so effusive. But who could blame the God of War. What he loved more than anything, the reason for his existence and the title he was crowned with, was finally going to happen. The god couldn't be more excited. "Don't mess anything up Ares. One small mistake and the only place your name would be written is a tombstone." Loki warned
"Don't worry so much Loki. If there is anything I am good at, it's waging war" Ares brushed off Loki's warning with a maniacal look on his face.
"Indeed. There are few better in that regard" Loki nodded in affirmation. It was true that Ares was a warmonger. Before the peaceful era, Ares hardly lost any of his battles. In fact, it was thanks to this war seeking warrior that Olympus had secured so much land - so many worlds - in the 2nd Heaven. However, since the signing of the peace treaty between the heavens, the chaos and violence that Ares loved so much had been few and in between. It was almost impossible for him to find any worthy opponents, so he vented his frustrations on the worlds that worshipped him. Which was why many worlds in the current era, didn't worship Ares. All those that did were embroiled in chaos and war.
"But this enemy isn't to be underestimated. He is a King after all." Loki still felt the need to send a strict warning to Ares. They couldn't afford to make any mistakes. All entities referred to as Kings among gods were no easy targets. Even alone, kings were dangerous targets; especially their target, a god who was revered in the myriad realms. He was an even more difficult target because he wasn't alone.
"Yeah. He isn't a weakling" Ares acknowledged as he curbed his excitement. "You don't have to worry much. I would follow your instructions to the letter. That is the only way we can succeed." Ares reassured his partner.
Loki nodded after receiving Ares' reassurance. Ares might look like a handsome man with no intelligence, but he was far from that. He was arrogant and dismissive, but once he was interested in something he would explode with brilliance that dwarfed several stars. In the chaotic era, Ares had led many armies, but he couldn't be everywhere. Even with avatars, he couldn't place himself on every battlefield. But that didn't hinder his progress in any way. All that had done was to reveal to the world that he was as brilliant a tactician, as he was a warrior.
"Still not going to tell me where you are going" Ares prodded? Since the duo had decided to part ways to commence with their plan, Ares had tried to get Loki to give up his destination several times, and had failed several times. The trickster wasn't ready to reveal that information to Ares yet, but the God of War hadn't given up. He tried one more time. He had nothing to lose after all, he just wanted to sate his curiosity.
"No" came Loki's blunt reply. Ares smiled at the god. He didn't take any offense at his tone. If it was a few years ago, he would have been offended, but now that he was so close to achieving his goal, he cared little for how Loki spoke to him.
"Fine then. I'm off" Ares bid his goodbye as he sped off into the distance. In a few seconds, he was nowhere to be seen.
"His speed never ceases to amaze me" Loki sighed in admiration as he too sped away, albeit at a slower pace. Ares was a god who focused on battling, so he was bound to be faster that Loki, whose skillset was somewhere else. As Loki kept moving forward, his destination become ever clearer. The place he wasn't interested in sharing with Ares finally came into full view after three days of constant flying. Right before he entered the airspace of this planet he took a short break. He paused as he looked at the figure that stood before him. It was a man dressed in a full body armor, even his head was completely covered. He was a planetary guard, and he was responsible for intercepting all new entries into the planet.
"State your name, and your business stranger" the guard ordered. In front of this guard, Loki didn't show any anger at the treatment he was receiving. He had done this over a million times, and was used to it already.
"Loki, Prince of Asgard" he revealed, as he let the guard scan him to confirm his aura. The planetary guards were stationed all across the airspace. And they were directly under the jurisdiction of the Allfather. Even his brother Thor had no control over them. It would be difficult for one to get past them without any inside help.
"You can go" the guard instructed once the scanner he held confirmed that Loki's aura was a match. The Prince of Asgard nodded his head as he flew into the planet that was his destination- Asgard.