In this Universe, all kinds of creatures labelled Supernatural exist. You are a mere witch who after a huge accident found herself in front of the Demon King of Salvations castle, wanting to find answers, salvation, for your life after what had happened.

No, this wasn’t how it was supposed to be. I was supposed to live a happy and fulfilled life, being independent. I was supposed to only rely on my witchcraft. How did this happen? How did I find myself here? How the hell did I end up seeking the help of the Demon King of Salvation himself? I guess this is what they call a sick twist of fate.