today we give you an eagerly requested character: Malcontents right hand gal and enforcer, Aria! Moon Pearl took the existing costume and…made it more sensual which turned out great!

Aria Blaze had always been eager to prove herself to be better than her 2 sisters. One of them was never a problem. This was Sonata whose IQ seemed to equal to that of her shoe size. The other one however was a problem. She was superior to her in every possible way and would never let her forget it. Be it in singing, devising plans or just flat out insulting people, Adagio had always been leaps ahead of her. It was no secret Aria hated every bit of it deep inside with the 2 tolerating each other simply as a means to an end. There actually was some level of sisterly affection but it wasn’t what someone would call love.

Constantly the brunt of Adagio’s, the lead siren, physical and verbal assaults, Aria bided her time carefully until the day would come when she could have the upper hand. She looked forward to when that moment would finally arrive and allow her to strike.

One day that moment finally came. Their great leader’s plan had gone south and the so-called Rainbooms magic was manifesting out of control. Sadly for the bystanders this lead to massive magical shockwaves that would change the world forever. During the chaos, Adagio and Sonata were in shock and Aria struck. She snatched their magical gems from their necks and shoved them into an oncoming wave of magic.

The pair’s shrill screams of pain echoed loudly as Aria made her way to escape. Soon the cries became silent with their bodies disintegrating. Overly confident, Aria had turned to see this and bask in her triumph and gaining of freedom. This was an error on her part as it barely lasted a few seconds before her eyes saw the wave was now heading for her. Throwing her arms up she tried to repel it. Crying out in pain she, she screeched she didn’t want to die.

As if by a miracle sent by the heavens above, fortune decided to shine upon her or kick her in the teeth depending on who’s asked. It seemed to be divine intervention given the perfect timing for her savior to appear. He offered a hand, “I can help you out and give you superior powers but in exchange…you have to do a few favors for me here and there. Do we have a deal?” The last siren barely hesitated before reaching out a scared arm and taking hold of the man’s hand, confirming the deal and sealing her fate with that handshake.

It’s still a mystery what exactly happened next but it is sufficient to say that the power Malcontent had promised was delivered, be it with a few sacrifices. The stolen gems had fused with her own to make one large red stone which was embedded directly into her chest. It is held in place by ugly fleshy tendrils that are at war with each other since some wish to eagerly absorb the power into her body, as others wish to push the piece of stone out.

The scars of her decision on that fateful date remain. They are not limited to only physical wounds on her arms, caused by exploding glass from a window, and chest, courtesy of Malcontent, but were equally as much on her psyche. Aria had tried to cover up the unpleasant sights on her arms and chest but allows them to be seen, following the insisting from her partner and savior she bare them openly as tribute to him.