After Stealing Hero's Mother, I Reincarnated in the Fantasy World!

Show him true cruel power! Cripple him on the spot! Cripple him to death!

Thoughts flashed through Cale's mind at lightning speed.

But despite these merciless thoughts, in reality all Cale did was stare at the ground, unable to lift his eyes.

He wasn't afraid of getting hurt or even losing cultivation, but if Ael hated him after this... he wouldn't survive it.

Fear gripped his entire body, preventing him from moving. So his mind had no choice but to return to the childhood memories he cherished.

Cale was an orphan and didn't know who his parents were.

All he knew was that an old elf had once found him under mysterious circumstances deep in the Elven Forest.

An old man named Giuseppe picked him up and took him in.

Giuseppe would later tell him that on the night he found Cale, the dark sky was torn by a crushing thunderstorm and strong winds were blowing everywhere, creating a terrifying but grandiose scene.

By coincidence, this old man, Giuseppe, happened to be the court physician to the Elven Royal Family. He raised Cale as best he could, teaching him medicine and everything he knew how to do.

He's the one who gave him the name Cale.

When Cale asked him why he called him that, the old man always just smiled enigmatically without answering him.

Thus passed his childhood, day after day under the guidance of old Giuseppe.

It was a pleasant and carefree time.

Unfortunately, one day Giuseppe fell ill with an unknown disease. Growing weaker day by day and unable to help himself, he relied entirely on his pupil, whom he raised as his own son.

By then Giuseppe had already passed on almost everything he knew to Cale, so he had faith in him.

But... Cale's skills in medicine weren't enough for the task. He was too young, just beginning his journey, and couldn't handle it.

When old Giuseppe died, he could only curse himself for his powerlessness.

While Cale blamed himself for everything, it turned out that before he died, Old Man Giuseppe had asked his friend from the Elf Palace to take Cale in.

It seemed that even after his death, the old man was helping him.

Cale swore to himself that by all means he would get much better, lest he dishonour the old man's memory.

It was the first loss he had experienced in his life, and it also became his strongest motivation to move on.

Once in the Elven Palace, Cale continued to hone his skills. One day, while playing with the other children of the courtiers and servants, he met her.

The beautiful girl who in the future was destined to become the leader of an entire race, the next Elf Queen...

She was really, really beautiful.

It was what people call love at first sight. As soon as Cale saw her, he promised himself that he would win her at any cost.

Unfortunately...he was doomed to fail.

In a world where Bloodline determines your future potential and as a consequence your status, he was born with the weakest Yellow Monkey Bloodline.

It was a useless bloodline, something that constantly caused him to be ridiculed by his peers and something that earned him the nicknames 'Monkey Pedigree' and 'Silly Cale'.

And Cale couldn't argue with that. It was true that the only thing he could do was climb trees a little better than anyone else.

Perhaps if it weren't for his skills in medicine, passed down to him by Giuseppe and honed by him after his death, he would have been kicked out of the Palace long ago.

But if there was a ray of light in this place, it was Ael.

The young beautiful girl showed him a different attitude than the others.

Just as she wasn't squeamish about playing with the children of servants and courtiers, herself a direct blood heir to the throne, she also didn't treat him badly, even though he was the only human there.

In fact, Ael often defended him from the taunts of others. She was truly kind.

It was something that made Cale love her even more.

He wanted to stay by her side forever, but unfortunately, fate had it differently. The Elven Kingdom was struck by disaster, leaving him no choice but to flee miserably.

When Cale lost his home and didn't know where to go, he was met by his future Master.

A beautiful woman. A great woman. That's what his Master was.

She saved him from a desperate situation by showing him the way.

Even the useless Yellow Monkey Bloodline, which caused endless ridicule towards him, was something more in her eyes.

According to her, his pathetic bloodline was actually...

The Bloodline of the Immortal Yellow Lightning Monkey!

King of the Monkeys, Lord of Heaven and Earth!

The Monkey King, able to hold mountains in one hand and rivers in the other!

His fate was as high as the mountains and as deep as the ocean. All who laughed at him, all who humiliated him were doomed to be at his feet at the end!

It was just that his true Bloodline was still in a dormant state, not showing Cale's full potential.

The Master also said that he had a special 'Fate'. Every trial and difficulty he faced now would help him soar in the future. All of them were necessary for his growth.

The moment Cale heard it, goosebumps ran down his skin as a bad feeling of foreboding swept over him.

...Could old Giuseppe's death have been one of these trials for his growth? A death brought on by the World's desire to help him grow?

He had to admit that he did get a lot better at medicine after that.....

An inexplicable sense of guilt swept over Cale, threatening to crush him completely. But he soon surpassed it and shook his head.

No, it wasn't his fault. Giuseppe was already old, and he'd tried to save him until the very end. It was just his fate.

Yeah, that's right. It was his fate.

And all Cale could do was continue on his path without looking back. He decided to honour old man Giuseppe and become truly strong.

As it turned out, he needed rigorous training to awaken his bloodline.

According to the Master, Cale was like an ugly, unusable and unwanted lump of coal... But with the right pressure and grinding, he could turn into a sparkling diamond that could dazzle everyone.

That was when his days of endless training began. Although Master was strict in this regard and sometimes punished him to make him train harder, he did not resent her.

In fact, at one point he was starting to enjoy it... and look forward to his Master's next roughness... but noticing this, she stopped doing it.

As sad as that made him, Cale continued his training.

So flowed his quiet days alone with his somewhat rough Master...

And now, after all these years of effort, suffering and moaning, Cale had made tremendous progress in awakening his Bloodline.

Only the very last step remained... the last step that would turn him into a sparkling diamond.