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

Eva couldn't shake the feeling that something had gone terribly wrong.

Her arms hung limply by her sides as she tried to make sense of Xylon's cryptic words.

What did he mean, and why couldn't she grasp it without him spelling it out?

Xylon, on the other hand, wasted no time in distancing himself from Eva.

He left their entire house behind, the door shutting with a finality that echoed through Eva's stunned silence.

She remained on the spot, her gaze fixed on the ceiling, a profound shock coursing through her.

He'd acknowledged her with contempt, lumping her into the same category as all the other humans in his mind.

But what did he imply when he suggested that she should become a demon? The randomness of it all left her utterly bewildered.

As the weight of his words bore down on her, Eva clutched the bedsheets as if they were a lifeline.

Her emotions spiraled out of control, and she burst into tears.

To the Abyss, again !