"You mean you want to be Swan, right?" Madam Harsetti asked, and Aria nodded.
"Back when we were young, I was well-loved. Everyone catered to my needs, and I could do anything I wanted without a burden. I am now a failure, but that cripple, Swan… she has an amazing life instead," Aria glanced at her mother's corpse before returning her gaze to Madam Harsetti. "So I want to be like her—No, I want to BE her."
"Unfortunately, you cannot do that, little witch," Madam Harsetti replied. "I can change your appearance to anyone but her, because she has already ascended to be an angel. A dark witch cannot impersonate an angel or goddess, because we lack the radiant aura that they have."
