Yonaas

In a post-apocalyptic world ravaged by war with demonic forces, civilization as it once existed is all but gone. 

In its place, a new order had emerged, with humans developing magical abilities as each generation passed.

 To ensure the survival of their species, society had been divided into Circles, with each member guaranteed a specific job once they reached the age of eighteen.


Xylon Sinclair was an orphan with a limited affinity for magic, and he had been reincarnated as a punishment for his past deeds.

 In a former life, he was Zephyr, a powerful demon who served the mighty Balthyrov, the Lord of Demons, until he became a perceived threat. 
He got killed mercilessly and got forced to reincarnate as a fragile human being as a punishment. 


Upon reaching the age of eighteen, Xylon was told that he will become a Soul Keeper, a role that he knew nothing about. Despite his confusion, he had no choice but to accept this position. 


However, rather than following the status quo, Xylon experimented with the system, using his formal knowledge about the demon realm to resurrect demons from thousands of years ago.


 What had started as a mere curiosity soon turned into an obsession for Xylon. 


He was fascinated by the power that he could wield by bringing the ancient demons back from the dead. 

It was as if he had discovered a new realm of possibilities that he had never imagined before.

And then, he started to dream bigger...

Xylon Sinclair wanted to rule over both realms, human and demon realm...


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For those who wanted to contact me, here is my discord : Yoonaas#3976


p.s: the cover is  purely mine , and it is made solely for this webnovel,  it shows Zephyr.
Well, i don't allow anyone to use it, it is purely made for "i farm demons" .

+ all the art you see in the comments is original and purely made for this book.


my server :https://discord.gg/2X4kTvDUSu

I Farm Demons : Unholy Necromancer In the Apocalypse

Emerging from the pond with the fish demon in his grasp, Xylon was drenched from head to toe. Despite his sodden state, his eyes were focused solely on the writhing form in his grip, watching as it slowly disappeared like the other demons he had slain. 


"When killed, everything disappears," he murmured to himself, a grim reminder of the deadly nature of his new hobby.


But as he turned to make his way back to Akuna, his thoughts were interrupted by the sight of the girl lying unconscious on the ground.


 Approaching her with trepidation, Xylon couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt at the sight of her wounded and in so much pain. He knelt down beside her, taking in the extent of her injuries with a deep concentration.


Her once beautiful face was now marred with deep cuts and bruises, and her breathing came in short, ragged gasps. 


Xylon Kept being silent, knowing that he had inadvertently caused it. But he was determined to do everything in his power to help her recover.


Her insecurities