Rapture. It had been the dream of salvation - a haven where man would not be held back by petty morality or boorish governments. A city beneath the sea to wait out the end of humanity. But that dream became a nightmare as the city was consumed with madness and nightmarish mutation. Rapture was left forgotten, to rot and rust away beneath the waves as the world above carried on. But that world too is gone now. In its place is the Gaslight District, where the last vestiges of humanity are left to rot and sin for eternity. Two cities left to rot under their own follies and two figures connecting them together. A human who is feared like a monster... and a human who was turned into a monster.

A young teen human boy who survived thousands of years later somehow still alive and teamed up with his new partners and family. He's not the only one that is breathing and has heart gonna be out on an adventure with his teammates. This is not my story this is from Glitch and so is the character but Y/N is not so this is a fan made story. This is a male reader enjoy!

Just Y/n and his violent and silly girlfriend, Mel. I don't own The Gaslight District, all credits belong to Glitch Productions.

It's the end of the world, the dead are cursed to walk, they fight for control of an island, and Y/N, a man who was left behind during the rapture, is the last living human left. Now Y/N wakes up on the beach of said island and finds himself in an unfamiliar environment where he must juggle his new family, finding his place in a world where he doesn't belong, the mafia princess herself crushing on him, and the fact that unlike everyone else: HE can actually DIE, which puts him at a distinct disadvantage with anyone who might come after him due to humans being targeted with prejudice. Why was he left behind? How is he still alive even after being in a coma for decades on a piece of drift wood? Can he help a family of undead gangsters find their place in the world? And how will he survive? Welcome to The Gaslight District - an island pulled from the sea, filled to the brim with immortal criminals, and gangsters. The denizens of this land have been cursed by god, and abandoned, left to rot, fester, scab, and peel for all of eternity, and where consequences don't matter unless you can't weasel your way out of them.