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

As Xylon stepped outside of that place, a deep sigh escaped his lips, carrying with it a mix of relief and frustration. The events that had unfolded within had left him feeling manipulated and betrayed.

He couldn't help but see Nyxera's actions as a desperate attempt to play him, aided by her accomplices.

One silver lining amidst the turmoil was the newfound possession of a map. It was a tangible guide, a beacon of hope amidst the chaos.

With each step he took, he held onto the map tightly.

A few minutes later, the sound of footsteps reached his ears from behind. Without even turning to look, Xylon's voice carried a tone of exasperation and disbelief as he addressed the unseen presence.

"This is ridiculous," he uttered, his words laced with a mixture of frustration and resignation. "You know that sinking this low is beneath you, even by your standards."

The dungeon system