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

As Xylon stood and turned to walk away, his posture radiated a sense of cold, calculated power, leaving Eva feeling small and insignificant in his wake.

"You're a mess, Eva," he intoned, his voice low and menacing. "And that's one thing I'm certain of. Evil men like me thrive on chaos.Evil men like me can't resist the allure of someone like you . You're a magnet for darkness.."

Xylon's voice was a sinister murmur, laden with the weight of impending doom. "So go ahead, Eva," he hissed, each word dripping with venomous intent.

"Run, if you dare. But remember this: no matter how far you flee, you'll never escape the darkness that follows you. And in the end, you'll come crawling back to me, begging for the release only I can provide."

She didn't say a word, she just started walking right away. It was clear that he was informing her and not discussing with her

Eva's new mission