Leorote

She is famed as the Greatest of all Witches and yet one day she was found dead. What's more shocking is that she doesn't even know how she had died or who had killed her.
Luckily for her, she got another chance as she reincarnated. When she came back to life, she doesn't recognize her surroundings nor the people around her.

When she saw herself, she finally found that the body her soul entered was not her's but instead it belonged to an Elf. An Elf whom all the other Elves bully as a Good-for-nothing.

It doesn't matter if she was a Good for nothing because her own talent was enough to strive any environment by herself.
But what matters is that both the Magical clans Witches and Elves were said to be rivals for around thousands of years for now.

How could she survive being a member of a rival clan?

She thus starts a brand new journey of being an elf while using her techniques that she learned being a witch. 
She moves on finding the reason behind her death and the person who was responsible for the same.

She continues proving everyone that she not only could be the Greatest of all the Witches but she could also be the Greatest of all Elves- of course by using a little, just a little, of her witchcraft.

But can she stop by just being the Greatest of Witches and Elves? Maybe she could go beyond that? Follow her journey to find more...

The Witchy Elf - Why just a Witch or an Elf when she can be both?

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The Witchy Elf

Inside a manor in the Elven Colony, two young elves sat in a room.

A woman was sitting on a chair in front of her dressing table, looking at her reflections while applying her makeup. The other woman was standing aside as she fidgeted in her place.

"Why are you fidgeting like that? Your actions are making me dizzy. Why don't you sit somewhere?" the first lady, Drossera, asked.

"How can I not fidget? I am scared, alright?" Holline replied while walking around the room with her brows furrowed in fear.

"Scared? But why?" Drossera asked back while turning around in her place to look at Holline.

"Why? How can you ask that? Don't you know that Carnia has been missing and I can't contact her any longer?" Holline stopped walking and asked Drossera with her voice in a higher pitch showing how much she was agitated with everything that was going on, including how calm Drossera was here.

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