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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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Zephyr, the Crimson Devourer!

With a swift turn, Xylon faced Nyxera, creating a considerable distance between them. Despite the physical separation, his piercing gaze locked onto hers, allowing him to discern every nuance of her expressions.

  In a voice that carried a weight of revelation, he spoke the words that had been veiled in secrecy. "Zephyr, the Crimson Devourer."

"Zephyr," she repeated, her voice barely above a whisper.

The moment Xylon uttered the name "Zephyr, the Crimson Devourer," Nyxera's world seemed to shatter around her.

  Her lips turned pale, her body trembled uncontrollably, and her gaze dropped to the ground, unable to meet Xylon's penetrating eyes. The weight of his revelation pressed down on her, threatening to pull her into the abyss of her own fears.

As Nyxera stumbled backward, desperately trying to put distance between herself and the truth that had been laid bare, Xylon's determination grew.