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

Andrew's anger burned bright, fueled by the betrayal and the pain inflicted upon Eva. He glared down at Loumani, his face twisted with contempt.

"His face is full of bruises, and they will know," Andrew remarked, his voice dripping with a mix of satisfaction and bitterness.

Loumani, his body battered and broken, mustered the strength to utter an apology.

"I'm sorry, Eva. I should never have done this to you. I am deeply sorry for everything," he pleaded, his voice filled with regret.

Andrew's fury blazed through him, consuming every fiber of his being. His rage had reached its peak, fueled by the protection and defense of Eva.

Loumani lay on the ground, bruised and broken, his body a testament to the consequences of his actions.

Andrew's voice dripped with venom as he spat on the ground, a symbolic act of disdain for the man who had tried to harm Eva.

In her sleep