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

It is not that she wants to scare everyone either. It is just the aura that surrounds her subconsciously which would be revealed sometimes.

As she went back to speaking softly, Violet took a deep breath and sighed in relief. Even after being close to her for years, she was still not used to such an overbearing aura of Tanzi.

After walking for a few more steps they encountered another fork but this time there are three different entrances.

Both the friends looked at each other and looked back at the fork in front of them in resignation.

Both the women looked at each other and looked back towards the three entrances that proudly stood before them as if they were mocking them that they couldn't find the correct one easily no matter what they did.