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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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.


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I Farm Demons : Unholy Necromancer In the Apocalypse

Xylon's breaths slowed as he gazed up at the sky, feeling a sense of calm wash over him. But it was short-lived, as he suddenly felt a searing pain in his hand where the snake had bitten him. The venom was strong and coursing through his veins.

Just as he was struggling to catch his breath, he heard a faint sound in the distance. At first, he thought it was just the wind blowing through the desolate landscape, but as he focused on the noise, he realized it was someone speaking in the Xanthalarian language.

As he lifted his torso to see what was happening, the room before him cleared, and he was surrounded by a sense of calm. He was confused, unsure of what was happening to him.

And then, out of nowhere, a voice repeated to him in the Xanthalarian language. It was like a whisper in his ear, and yet it was so clear.

"The moment you opened the door, you have been hypnotized," the voice said, sending shivers down his spine.

Keep your memories...