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I Farm Demons : Unholy Necromancer In the Apocalypse

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... //////////////// 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

Yonaas · Fantasy
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A new dungeon

Nyxera led Xylon through the twisted, shadowed terrain of the abyss. 

Around them, jagged hills rose like dark sentinels, casting ominous silhouettes against the eerie, otherworldly sky. 

The air was heavy with a sense of foreboding, as if the very land itself harbored secrets and malevolent intentions.

As they approached a particularly foreboding hill, Nyxera hesitated, her usually confident demeanor faltering for a moment. 

She cast a wary glance at the looming mound of darkness, its contours etched in uncertainty by the dim light that filtered through the abyss.

"Lord," she began, her voice a mixture of caution and respect, "there's a dungeon beyond this hill. It's said to be a place of immense danger and power. We should proceed with utmost care."

Xylon, ever resolute, didn't slow his pace but rather increased it, his blue eyes fixated on the distant dungeon. 

"Danger and power are what I seek. Lead the way, Nyxera."