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

Eva, moving slowly due to her lingering injuries, made her way to the bathroom.

She carefully slipped out of her wet clothes and, with a sense of renewed energy and a touch of gratitude, put on the sky-blue dress Akuna had provided.

Despite her physical discomfort, she couldn't help but appreciate the thoughtfulness of the gesture, and the dress felt both comfortable and elegant against her skin.

Akuna's words continued to echo in Eva's mind as she stood in the bathroom, gazing at her reflection in the mirror.

The idea of losing Xylon weighed heavily on her, and it was a fear she couldn't easily shake.

Her injuries were a constant reminder of the danger she had faced, and she knew that venturing into the abyss had its risks.

Eva took a deep breath, her fingers lightly tracing the outline of her injuries through the dress.

She knew she had to find a way to communicate with Xylon, to bridge the gap that had formed between them.

Stop shaking, Eva !