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

In her weariness, Eva's words came out more subdued but no less firm. "I appreciate your concern, Sylvan, but I just need some rest," she murmured, her voice betraying the exhaustion she felt.

As his fingers brushed her cheek, she winced slightly, feeling the pinch like a hot ember against her skin.

As Sylvan attempted to withdraw, his mind swirled with conflicting emotions.

Moments passed, and then, almost as if driven by an unseen force, he pivoted and retraced his steps.

With deliberate movements, he settled onto the narrow bed beside Eva, his tall frame dwarfing the limited space.

The mattress creaked under his weight as he maneuvered to accommodate himself, inadvertently pressing against her side.

For Eva, the sudden proximity was disconcerting. She could feel the heat radiating from Sylvan's body..

Every inch of the bed seemed to shrink in his presence, leaving her with barely any room to maneuver.

I would do anything for you, Eva