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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

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Eva's panic attack

 The world darkened at the edges of her vision. Eva clutched at the place where her heart felt like it was being ripped out.

Xylon noticed Eva collapse, her breath coming in desperate, ragged gasps. 

His eyes widened with alarm, and he darted across the room, pushing past Sylvan and Iclyn.

 He reached Eva in a few long strides and dropped to his knees beside her. He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her trembling form against his chest.

She was suffocating, her panic palpable. Her hands clutched at her chest, her nails digging into her skin as if she could physically hold herself together.

Without hesitation, he slipped his arms under her body, lifting her off the cold, hard floor. 

He adjusted her so that she was sitting on his lap, cradling her like a fragile doll. 

Her body trembled violently, her face pale and drenched with tears.

"Eva, breathe. Just breathe," Xylon murmured, his voice filled with urgency and concern.