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

'What has happened just now?' Tanzi pressed her fingers against her temples and asked the question to herself.

Just a second after the question was raised, she seemed to know the answer.

She was shocked at the realization herself as she did not think it would be possible with this new body too.

Even with the old body, she never had to deal with it because she had always been strong.

Before she could come out of her shock, she heard a concern-filled voice, "Are you okay, Fenne?"

"Yeah, I am good. Don't worry," She subconsciously replied to the Merman in front of her.

After speaking, she realized that her answer was a bit too subconscious. As if she had heard this question so many times and she had replied with this same answer all the time.

'How could that be?' She squinted her eyes and looked at the Merman. What did he call her just now?

'Fenne? Is that the name of this Elf?'