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

Simon's presence always reminded Eva of her beloved little brother.

The way he smiled, his innocent eyes, and the kindness that radiated from him—it all echoed the qualities she wished to be in her sibling.

In this new place filled with uncertainty and darkness, Simon stood out as a beacon of light, a reminder of the pure and genuine love she once experienced.

His warm and caring nature was reminiscent of her brother's, a constant source of comfort that wrapped around her heart.

The way he listened to her, the way he understood her unspoken pain, brought back memories of the bond she sought with her sibling.

Simon had a way of making her feel safe, just like her brother did, despite the turmoil and hardships they faced.

As Simon gently withdrew from their embrace, Eva sensed the weight of his sorrow and the burden he carried on his shoulders.

His eyes held the echoes of past pain, his soul scarred by the tragic loss of his family.

Frienemies !