Chapter 63: New Prime!
"R-Ryuk?" Nancy repeated slowly, trying to understand who he was and how he could threaten someone as powerful as General Albert, who had 79 power points.
If he were around her age, that would mean he was likely at a similar level to Tyson and maybe even Alex. Thirty power points at most? Even the world’s most promising genius, Mark, was only at 43. So why did her mother and uncle look so shaken by the mention of his name?
Nancy’s confusion grew as she turned to her mother. "Prime means...?"
Mrs. Winters stammered, her voice shaky. "That young man... he was selected by the Prime Meta-bot?"
Steve nodded gravely. "Yes, just as Edward predicted." He exhaled sharply. "We’ve all seen his progress. He’s a monster—just as Victor calculated. He’s already at 54 power points, nearly reaching General rank. And he was chosen just six years ago."
Nancy’s breath hitched in her throat.
"Fifty-four power points?" she whispered in astonishment.
Even Mark wasn’t at that level. And Tyson—her Tyson—had fought tooth and nail to reach 17 power points. How is this possible?
Her mind raced with questions, but one thing was clear—she had no idea what "Prime" truly meant. Yet, the weight of the revelation sent chills down her spine.
"Mom, tell me about P-Primes," Nancy said.
Mrs. Winters inhaled deeply. "A Prime is a Ranger with one specific color," she clarified. "Your father had his theories about them. He once mentioned that there were three Primes at the beginning of this era."