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?

P.S: Cover commissioned. Credits to the talented artist @_VA_
***
Talk to me (author), interact with fellow readers, catch a glimpse of sprinkled spoilers and most importantly BASH THE LAZY AUTHOR and force her for more updates by joining the discord server:
https://discord.gg/k66qXaWMuD

The Witchy Elf

a few other living beings that would generally live in a forest.

It didn't matter if they were herbivores or carnivores or any others. In front of the greatest opponent, the White Beast, they were all united.

As soon as they found that the White Beast was defeated, they kept all their animosity against each other on the side and came here to take a glance at their saviours and also thank them.

All different types of creatures kept on chattering for a while without giving neither Tanzi nor Violet a chance to speak.

Once they stopped talking, everyone looked at them with eyes filled with hope in expectations of forgiving them.

Everyone looked at them with eyes filled with hope in expectations of forgiving them.

Violet and Tanzi were at a loss for words under their intense gaze.

It was not like they were offended by their words or something. They were still in the process of accepting the presence of all of them around.