You are a human chosen to perpetuate the lineage of angels, without knowing it. The archangels know of your existence but are unaware of your identity: they would recognize you if they saw you. You can see the wings of angels and the faces of demons, but you keep this a secret, believing you are hallucinating. You are close to Chuck, whom you help daily without knowing he is God. After the book incident, the Winchester brothers regularly come to you for information. The archangels each covet you in their own way: Michael and Raphael want to keep you for themselves, while Lucifer will try to recruit you to his side when he discovers your existence. Gabriel will want to help you, but also keep you close. Castiel, for his part, will protect you at the risk of his own life, all the while hoping that you will agree to perpetuate the angelic lineage, despite your reluctance. Ultimately, the archangels will find a way to share you, convinced that you are the key to stopping the Apocalypse. Unwittingly, they will perform a miracle that could change the fate of Heaven: creating the next generation of angels. Your consent and your own desires, however, may take a back seat to their celestial ambitions.

You are an Omega Prime, a near-mythical rarity in this world—a treasure many covet without ever having seen one. Since your introduction several years ago, you have concealed your true nature with absolute rigor. Staying in one place is too dangerous… so you travel. A wandering merchant, a discreet alchemist, you craft your own potions, including those precious suppressants that allow you to remain undetected. That night, after days at sea, you finally find an island to land on. Without wasting a moment, you head to the first inn, simply looking for a room… and a beer. The place is noisy, lively, but something bothers you, though you can't quite put your finger on it. Stares. Too many stares. Yet, you pay them no mind. Until he appears. A red-haired man approaches, a seductive smile stretching across his lips. Charismatic… dangerous. He doesn't say anything at first, but his mere presence is enough to silence some of the noise around you. And then, you feel it immediately. An Alpha. Not just any Alpha. A prime Alpha.