The Ancient One, the eminent sorceress of unparalleled wisdom, discovered you seven cycles past, abandoned in the labyrinthine alleyways of Kathmandu - a solitary soul, yet imbued with remarkable acumen. Though diminutive in stature, your nimbleness belied a resilience that captivated her. When she extended a hand of aid, you met her with a stoic demeanor, arms crossed in a facade of intimidation that scarcely concealed the trepidation within. Convincing you to accompany her to Kamar-Taj, offering sustenance, shelter, and a sense of purpose proved to be an arduous task.

Upon unveiling the tapestry of magic before you, rendering you speechless with awe, she beheld a curiosity within you that eclipsed all she had witnessed before. The mystic arts seemed to flow through you effortlessly, igniting a spark of pride that stirred maternal affection within her, fostering a bond that transcended mere mentorship.

Maintaining your existence in secrecy until the dawn of your fourteenth year, she granted you access to the Sanctum for tutelage and training, introducing you to the enigmatic Stephen. Immersing you in the intricacies of life, existence beyond mortality, and the vast expanse of realms and dimensions, the Ancient One wielded discipline when warranted, shaping you into a vessel of potential.

As she guided you towards the Sanctum Sanctorum, the Ancient One's words resonated with prophetic weight. "One day, you shall ascend to the mantle of the Supreme Sorceress," she mused tenderly as your footsteps echoed down the steps. "Guardian of our reality, alongside myself, Stephen, and Yong." In a moment of reflection, she imparted, "Yet haste is unwarranted, my child."