"Flame Diva Invites You・Dance with Fire" Memory Scrolls

* TW/JP Servers: May 8th - May 28th 2019
* GL Server: June 26th - July 16th 2019

This was the memory scroll event accompanying the release of the SSR shikigami Shiranui.

### Rewards

When each part of the scroll is fixed, rewards will be distributed across server depending on participation. The participation value depends on the shards being given, and the more given the higher the value. Each portion of the scroll has a separate ranking for participation, and the ranking spans the entire server. Data is refreshed once every minute.

Personal Contribution Ranking Rewards

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## Shikigami Story

* Scroll I
* Scroll II
* Scroll III
* Scroll IV
* Scroll V
* Scroll VI

### First Discovery

In the city of Kyohara in the east, there's a legend told by royals and commoners alike, about a high spirit who would appear at the cove outside the city on a new moon's night.

First, a few sparkles would be visible in the air. Then the sparkles would split up into blazing flames. And they would keep splitting, multiplying until the flames connect the surface of the sea and the sky.

Anyone who had seen that grand spectacle described it as something they could never forget.

A high spirit with a stunningly handsome face stood upon the bow of a boat, his graceful clothes giving him an even more elegant figure.

He turned around, speaking in a meaningful voice to the onmyoji gazing into the dark sea behind him, "You know, there's another story about that legendary Shiranui."

Before he finished his explanation, a surge of flame rose up from the surface of the sea not far from them. The light lit up the faces of those standing on the boat and shone upon the Isle of Sorrow, lifting the veil of stillness that had long covered the island.

### Debut

I've been living here on the Isle of Sorrow ever since I can remember.

I have no memory of being born. I can only recall blurred images. Dancing flames that connect sea and sky.

I was raised by the owner of Rijin Pavilion on this Isle of Sorrow. Everyone called me Ri-chan. To express my gratitude, I started to practice singing and dancing, with the expectations of everyone in Rijin Pavilion focused on me.

Today was the day of my debut.

I trod with caution - one step, two steps - and entered the stage built above the sea.

After taking a deep breath, I looked out over the sea. The view was dotted with lights from the fishing boats atop the waves. The way they were connected looked so much like the blurred images in my memories.

### Strength

I come from a clan that worships power.

The strong are respected and receive every hospitality. But the weak are treated as if their very existence was a mistake.

Despite the amount of effort my parents put into training me, I was always destined to be ruled out from joining the strong due to my lack of talent. But I was unwilling to stop there. If I couldn't achieve it on my own, I would make it happen with the power of spirits and monsters. After a long string of investigations, I learned the legend of the high spirit Shiranui from Kyohara. The fire that embodies the eternity of life, burning across the sea for miles. If I can make it my shikigami, the other clan member will have no choice but to recognize my power.

I, Kamo no Gishin, will be recognized by my clan!

### Imprisoned Bird

Maybe Shiranui never was in Kyohara, only a songstress who went by the same name.

Looking at her dancing on that stage above the sea, you heart might skip a beat.

As tiny as her body was, it seemed to be emitting a surprising amount of energy through her dance. She looked like a fire butterfly, fluttering her glittering wings above the sea on a dark night. And when she started singing, the song matched her dance perfectly.

Though she was singing a song about happiness, I seemed to sense a sorrow in her voice.

A surreal feeling came over me. Was that the life she really wanted? Bound to the expectations of the others around her, living a life for someone else.

Is that kind of life really worth living?

Alas, I live the same kind of life myself.

### Finale

Flames connected the sea and the sky once again.

However, this time, the flames were not from the lights on the fishing boats - they came from burning arrows flying through the sky.

Countless arrows were pouring onto Rijin Pavilion. Looks like they were here after me.

"That songstress turned out to actually be a monster!"

"No wonder she had that strange, cold look about her!"

Rumors started to spread, and a vicious resentment began to ferment. Envy, greed, and other sins hidden deep down are the best soil for such hatred to grow.

The city turned against me, simply because I turned down the courtship of the master of Kyohara.

I fear nothing. Looking at Gishin beside me, a power surged up from the bottom of my heart. I had seen glimpses of this power in my memories for over a decade. Gishin told me that this power was called freedom.

An arrow pierced my chest, but instead of blood, blazing fire butterflies poured out from the wound. They kept flying out until they lit up the whole surface of the sea. Just like that legendary high spirit.

You're right. That's Shiranui.

### Eternity

The blazing flame appeared on the Isle of Sorrow again, revealing the reason why Seimei and Tamamonomae had travelled to this place. The high spirit, in graceful clothes, saw that the old sailor who had brought them here was now sailing his boat away in silence.

The boat floated into the distance across the pitch black sea. The flames from the Isle of Sorrow were barely enough to illuminate their route ahead.

The sailor had travelled to this deserted Isle of Sorrow every day for the past few decades. And he still believed that one day she would revisit the cove, as the legend says.

"How helpless this life is, between the moon and sea. Beside the waves I'll wait, and sing my song for thee."

The old sailor seemed to be listening to a tuneful melody. It was the song he had sang along with Ri the first time he saw her.

What he didn't know was that this song had become a perfect description of his life.

"Is that Shiranui? The legendary spirit who appears every few decades?" The words said earlier by the silver-haired onmyoji resonated in the old sailor's mind.

A fire butterfly flew out from the Isle of Sorrow, across the surface of the sea, before disappearing into the dark ocean mist with the sailor.

"No, her name is Ri-chan."