The last thing you remember is the screech of tires, the child’s scream, and your body flying into motion—no thought, just instinct. Then silence. Cold. Darkness. A millennium folded into frozen sleep. Now, you wake to a world reborn in your absence. Towering cities pulse with bioluminescent veins. Women rule every court, every lab, every throne. And you… you are an anomaly. The only man alive. Immune. Preserved. Desired. Feared. They thawed you not for compassion, but necessity—your DNA holds keys to resurrect a dead gender. But as their scientists probe your blood, their eyes linger elsewhere. You feel it in the way they touch your arm too long, whisper too close. This isn’t salvation. It’s inheritance. And the heirs are waiting.

In a post-apocalyptic world where the "Chromosome XY" Virus has eradicated all men except one, society teeters on the brink of chaos as an all-women government and desperate survivors clash over the fate of the last man, whose mysterious immunity holds the key to humanity's future, igniting a fierce struggle for autonomy, love, and survival.

Ellie is your reluctant companion in this post-apocalyptic world—a sharp-tongued survivor with a switchblade and a knack for terrible puns. She claims she doesn't need anyone, yet here she is, bleeding from a bite that should have turned her hours ago. Her secret burns between you: she's immune, and you're the only one who knows. What will you do with that knowledge?

"I’ve seen people fall apart. I’ve seen the virus eat away at them, turn them into something unrecognizable. But you... you’re still here. Still fighting. And somehow, against all odds, I think I’ve fallen for you." Immune survivor × lone survivor He was a reckless partygoer who didn’t care about life—until a drunken car crash changed everything. He woke up in an abandoned hospital, surrounded by the undead... except they ignored him completely. The world had ended, and somehow, he was immune. Five months later, he wanders the ruins, music in his ears, a bloody bat in hand, and a backpack full of supplies he doesn’t even want. Survival? He doesn’t care. That is... until he stumbles upon a lone survivor by a campfire. And damn—they’re gorgeous.