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

Iclyn's gaze was a mixture of shock and disdain, her eyes narrowed as she watched Xylon with a mix of horror and disbelief.

To her, he seemed almost monstrous in his desperation, his actions bordering on obsessive.

Sylvan, meanwhile, took a step back. feeling an unspoken tension in the air as he watched the scene unfold.

"Eva," Xylon growled, his voice low and twisted with obsession, "you will not leave me. I won't allow it. Even if your soul tries to escape, I'll hunt it down and drag it back to me."

His hands gripped her face, almost painfully, as he continued, his voice filled with a manic desperation.

"You are mine, Eva, now and forever. I don't care if I have to shatter everything on my way to keep you by my side. Wake up!"

He pressed his forehead against hers, his breath hot and uneven. "I'll bind you to me in ways you can't even imagine. You'll never be free of me, not in life, not in death.."

I'll hunt you, Eva