How Old Is Optimus Prime In Human Years Novels & Stories

He chuckled. “I’m serious.” The way he spoke down to me made me feel like a little girl so I decided to behave like one and openly pouted. He looked at me thoughtfully before replying, “Handlers have been known to live as long as three thousand years. I’ve never met one that old, though.” “What is the age of the oldest one you’ve met?” I asked. “One thousand years, my dear,” he replied in that condescending way of his. I felt dizzy. How could I live such a long life and watch the people I loved die off?

All were focused on hearing her words. “And speaking of the beginning,” she continued, “the length of human life used to count roughly 33 Gaea-Clock years. That’s the equivalent of 10 Galactic-Standard years today. Ten! Picture your everyday ten year old. Now imagine as he was millions of years ago. That same person would have been something like a clan elder.

Her voice rose a little as she glared at him. “Tell me Rohan, is your image more important than your son? You haven't met him for twenty five years and the first thing you did was try to shove a position into his throat! That was not what we talked about.” She yelled at him. According to humans, I would be considered twenty five years of age but in the Lycan world, I was over forty decades old. Lycans years run faster than human's.

I shook my head. "No. No. That's not possible." I shook my head again. "No. Not possible." Heppni smiled at me. Nodded. "But it is. I know that Prime children age similarly to human children when one parent is human, but their bodies stop aging at a certain point. And since you've collected more power along the way, I doubt you'll age ever again." "No, I remember my life from about five and up. That was twenty-three years ago." A thought niggled my mind. "Well, almost twenty-four. But nowhere near one hundred years ago."

“But I’m serious, something’s happening to her. It’s got to be related to that thing that bit her. The question is, is it permanent, or temporary?” “Pretty sure only time is going to tell that,” Charlie said with a shrug. “Unless you’re planning on hanging around with her for twenty years… does it matter?” I gave him an unimpressed look even as my stomach clenched and a thrill raced through me at the idea of Cara in twenty years. Or forty. Hell, if we were lucky, decades more. I wouldn’t weaken until I was ninety or so. Modern wolves lived longer than our ancient ancestors—being apex predators would do that to a species since there was no more walking out of your den and getting eaten. But C

Lex snaps quickly. “Lex, this is important. We are trying to figure out who I am before we can shift. We have to make sure it's safe for both of us. You want to shift, don't you?” “Ugh. Fine. I'm four thousand six hundred and eighty-two years old, I think. I've kind of lost count because we kept track of time differently back in the old days.” “Lex, be serious.” “Why the Hell would I joke about that?” “She says she is over four thousand years old.”

Watching him sit up and move normally eased something in Rebecca that had been unsettled all day. "Alright. I'll go first." After she disappeared into the bathroom, Oscar walked to the window. He stood there, turning the previous Archons over in his mind, until something in the pattern caught his attention. None of them had lived past 25. That part was consistent. But the youngest had died at 18, while the longest-lived had reached 25. The rest fell somewhere in between. Oscar's birthday had just passed, but the date Arthur had given him was only an estimate, not a fact. No one knew the actual day he had been born.

“So either way we look at it, Kaia is my Fated even though I am not over 200 years old yet?” He shrugs. “The human age you’re now is equivalent to 200 vampiric years if you think about it. I don’t know if this is a good or bad thing, to be honest, and it scares the shit out of me.” I don’t want to admit it, but I’m scared as well. If I’m basically 200 years old in vampire terms, can walk in the sun, not needing sleep or food… does this mean I’m no longer immortal?

As Shaina retreat back, he also take a step forward and give her Dad a brief hug, Shaina chuckle at his copycat act and also at her Dad's surprise look "He is so excited to meet you" she explain swallowing up her laugh. ~ "I do not eat humans foods" he said with his hand raise in gesture trying to be as polite as possible The human in front of him has only lived for fifty Three years which nothing compare to how long he has lived but the one thing he has learned in the human world is that the men who are older always hate being disrespected As he cannot tell them his age to convince them that he is way older, he has learnt to respect them a bit, as much as he could take but it seemed he hasn

He looks so much older when he contemplates like that. “How old are you?” I ask without thinking. He looks up and that one brow does its thing, “Why would you ask that?” He says. “You look so young especially when you smile, a real smile not your scary, I’m gunna kill you and like it smile. But when you’re contemplating, thinking really hard on something like it’s stumped you, you seem older,” I explain. For some reason I can’t place, this Alpha makes me too comfortable. Then he smiles and I kind of melt a little but I stump that down before it goes any further. “I’m 35, in human years,” he says. “And in dog years that would be?” I say, Star mentally kicks me for that one. He laughs, “You re