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This page shows the stories of Main Theme and event operations in Arknights. This also includes interludes, which are story contents separate from the operations' stories.
Please keep in mind that only stories whose corresponding subject have been released in the Global server are included here.
Detailed articles for each story's subject, including their synopsis, can be found by clicking on their respective image.
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This is the story of a mercenary, venturing through life and death on the battlefield. This is the story of a follower, trusted by the others yet failing to protect. This is the story of a dissident, fighting endlessly, scoring life and death all the while. This is the story of W, and her companions. |
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The extent of Kal'tsit's influence is immeasureable. Ursus, Victoria, and Sargon all bear marks of her presence. Whatever her role may be, she firmly and persistently pursues her own vision. Those who journey alongside her, too, are busily authoring the stories of their own lives. Time stops for no one, and Kal'tsit continues marching onward. |
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Skadi hears the thrill of a long unheard melody at Rhodes Island. Following this sound, she meets Gladiia. Yet, this former comrade swiftly disappears after little more than a glimpse. She kidnapped Specter, leaving nothing but a name for Skadi. "Sal Viento", a lethargic and mysterious coastal town. There, Skadi will unravel the mystery of her and her companions' bloodline. |
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A nation sunken in silence has left its legacy upon the waves. The Hunters follow their kin's trail to where the clues converge. Stultifera Navis, the golden ship, a monument to civilization. Kal'tsit warns that humanity must unite. Iberia no longer knows the sea, and Ægir has taken in foreign blood. The sea alone is the source of all life, and the sea alone is unchanging. |
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Kristen's disappearance stirs everyone's emotions. The military and the Maylander Foundation gather in Trimounts. Kal'tsit chooses to intervene. Dark clouds gather as a rainstorm draws near. Is this a conspiracy, a farce, or one's lone awakening? Old grudges now cross paths here, as the past and the present clash. Tonight, nobody sleeps. |
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Babel, a land of dreams where the past calls to the future. The tower that resolves differences points towards the truth. The King of Sarkaz steals the flame of hope, and the sparks reignite war. Kin turn their swords on each other, and heroes rise from the ruins. An assassination puts an end to their differences, but fate is inextricably linked to the truth. The visionary calls out the idealist's epitaph. The King may be gone, but her dreams live on. |
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The war has ended, the Realmblade reforged, and the people call for peace under their king. But can Victoria's long-lost "royal glory" really aid and comfort its people? Vina doesn't think so. She sets down the dimmed crown and walks toward Parliament, toward the crowd. Glorious, yet forgotten—this is the story of all Victorians. Let us raise our glasses to honor those who have crossed through the endless night... Look, there's Vina Victoria, swearing to carve out a new dawn with her sword! Listen, the engines are rumbling again, and the steam will rise once more! |
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Unofficial English translations provided by PHOTON563, Shainel and Sucralose.
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Dewville, a remote village in Kazimierz has been occupied by bounty hunters. These bounty hunters indiscriminately rampage and ruin, apparently in an attempt to find the knight's treasure said to be buried here. After receiving a request for help, Mounted Police Grani volunteers to resolve the problem. Can she really drive out the bounty hunters? Will she find the mysterious knight's treasure? Will peace return to Dewville? Let's find it out. |
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The Obsidian Festival is in full swing in the town of Siesta! The Operators of Rhodes Island have come for a vacation as well. Not before long, they learned that the eruption of a nearby volcano is imminent! But it seems the town's government is trying to cover it up?! In the midst of summer, heat, music and battle, Rhodes Island will set out with the mayor's daughter, Ceylon. Will they manage to save the day? |
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Bison of MountainDash Logistics was ambushed and is hanging on for dear life? His saviors are not his father's men, but Penguin Logistics? It's Sauin, yet the darker undercurrents of Lungmen are out in force? Who is the actual underground mastermind of Lungmen? MountainDash Logistics? Penguin Logistics? The Siracusan Mafia? Or someone else? In the dark of the night, an unmissable feast is about to begin! |
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Folinic and Suzuran arrive at this place, searching for the missing Atro. Wolumonde, "The Eighth Moon" of Leithanien Winterwisp Mountains. Under the threat of Catastrophes, the town remains still while suspicion lurks in the people's eyes. A great fire extinguishes many lives, but from the ashes more questions rise. With the arrival of Reunion, the conflict between the Infected and the townsfolk reaches a climax. Will this incident be resolved? Will there be answers to the mystery? Please investigate the truth hidden in the twilight, alongside the operators of Rhodes Island. |
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The doctor, Gavial, and co. travel to Gavial's hometown on a low-altitude aircraft. Acahualla, a place of lush forests within Sargon. Close to their destination, the aircraft is struck down! The doctor and Gavial have no choice but to travel on foot to the settlements to seek help. What plots and threats do the vast rainforests hide? Will the Rhodes Island operators be able to repair their aircraft and return? Gavial, this is your home turf. It's all on you now! |
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Consumption and entertainment suffuse the modern land of the knights. For the sake of her family's prestige, a young Maria Nearl embarks on the path to the Kazimierz Major. However, the young lady has yet to realize the meaning the word "knight" now carries, nor is she aware of the inner workings of modern Kazimierz...... A long and arduous journey lies ahead of Maria. |
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Years ago, Anthony Simon was incarcerated in Mansfield State Prison. All the while, he has been plotting to escape and uncover the truth. Little did he know, a plot targeting him was unfolding at the same time. Silence who coincidentally discovered Anthony's existence, Saria who had already taken action, Muelsyse whose intentions remain uncertain, as well as HydeBro and the Director of Energy behind them. Perhaps a late-night talk in the bar will shed some light on the truth behind this conspiracy, and lift a corner off the veil of secrecy covering Rhine Lab. |
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Lava and Kroos, who arrived in Yan at the behest of Nian, meet a resident of Yan who encountered some trouble in the wilderness, Mr. Nothing. Together, the three of them follow the clues and search for Mount Hui-ch'i, to look for Nian's sister. An unassuming thatched house reveals a hidden world the moment they enter. Regaining their wits, they find themselves in a quaint little Yan town. Beneath the coexisting sun and moon, the town besieged by spirits of ink. A mysterious monk whose words bring truth: True or false, false or true, you and I are but inhabitants of a painting. |
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Ch'en was invited to spend the summer at Dossoles, Bolívar. Little did she know that she would run into Lin Yühsia there. Meanwhile, the most unique city in Bolívar is about to hold its most significant annual event: the Dossoles Warrior Championship. Where there is light, however, there is always shadow, and this shadow threatens to consume the entire city. What is the danger that Ch'en and Lin Yühsia are sensing? |
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The return of the Radiant Knight pushes the Special Knight Tournament to a climax. At the same time, in the dark corners where the neon lights do not shine, the suppressed roars are about to break their shackles. On the stage, the paths of the knights cross. Below the stage, the city lingers on the brink. Soon, the two paths will converge... |
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The mountains guard ancient beliefs and the snow hides great dangers in this realm of snow. The gods have watched over these rarely-visited cliffs for a thousand years. Smoke rises gently from chimneys in this peaceful land, its tranquility broken by a great train rushing through. |
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The dreamer becomes drunk at the ancient pavilion. The spring gusts blow through the mountains, and the shadow reveals its true face through the clouds. Old matters yet to be resolved, a new game of chess has begun in Shangshu. A visitor from distant Lungmen, an antique goblet hidden in a box, a piece that has long been in the game, a lonely little boat, rowed into Shancheng. |
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A grand and unprecedented Summit of Nations, Gathering envoys from all lands to the holy city of Laterano. Beneath an eternal halo, they share joy and glory; Amidst ceaseless gunshots, they fend off pain and darkness. Foreign travelers marvel at the scenery, while returning Messengers silently pray: May supreme grace be bestowed upon us, may eternal redemption descend to us. May you and I, guided by the light, journey ahead to an unknown horizon. |
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Leithanien, land of spires, home to wisdom and music. The shadows of days past are gone, and the light of dawn fills the streets. Afterglow Hall, Vyseheim. Strings stretched to the breaking point are about to play their last notes. Keys of black and white are trapped by the stave lines of destiny. A forgotten melody begins to grow in obsession. The sounds of joy drift in the glow, as no one notices that the sun has begun to set. |
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Gavial and Eunectes head home in response to a call for help. Elysium and the Acahualla go underground to solve a problem. When they arrive at the underground city, they find a situation they never imagined. The Durin enjoy a cool summer splash beneath a broken dome. Competition, conflict, crisis; all must take a back seat. Cool off and drink to your heart's content. After the party is another party! |
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Weaved from science, computed from dreams. Data and experiments have created a behemoth. It floats above Trimounts, gazing silently at all that happens below. Forward or backwards, the direction of science holds true. It is always progressing, for good or for ill. |
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The invitation is unexpected, but she knew it would come some day. The explosion is premeditated, but he was well aware it would happen eventually. The gunshot resounds through the clouds, and he has waited several decades for it. The farewell is long overdue, and she turns away with no intention to stay. The city is in its rainy season, so don't forget to bring an umbrella. |
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Tara, a vaguely-defined region, a muddy morass... A homeland that can be found only in old songs. She once escaped from there, only to bury everything about herself and return again. "Lost souls" emerge from the shadows, and Dublinn's march leaves scorch marks across the land. The red dragon, endowed by her bloodline with the flame of life, must bear the weight of life itself. What, then, does the firelight cast? Whose shadow am I now? |
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Climb a hundred-year city, and bid farewell to its hundred-year guardian. The court is as high as jianghu is far. A plot ferments beneath the dust clouds. The wind and sand cannot break the poplar. The walls formed by will do not fear Catastrophe. Speak of the sword, reminisce about old times, while the wine is warm. On the chessboard, love and hatred, all to dust. Beat the drums, and see old friends off. |
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NOTE: A Flurry to the Flame's stories/interludes will never be available in the Archives, and thus can only be watched during the event! |
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After sixty years of silence, Sanctilaminium Ambrosii sends out a cry for help. Paradise is stranded in the barrens, and order teeters on the brink of destruction. It can take years to establish a true friendship, yet the collapse of trust can happen in seconds. The pious have no choice but to renounce their faith, and the innocent must take on sin and plea mercy. The young saint asks himself: how do you correct suffering if it was not caused by error? |
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Siesta is moved onto a nomadic city, and leaves the shadow of the volcano. Their new homes may be built, but the people do not wish to give up their memories. A volcanologist reaches out to touch the past, when clouds suddenly float down as balls of fluff. The night breeze melts away the dreams of summer, while guitars strum out gentle notes. The pulse of the land blazes white hot, and the volcano known as "Love" will erupt someday... It is parting, and reunion, and the song ever-present in the heart. |
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The residual heat from the energy tower once warmed Davistown. Yet, the future they once hoped for has drifted away like white smoke from a chimney. Intractable problems, things that can no longer be protected... The bitterly cold winds blow, promising a long and relentless winter. Jessica stands in the snow, gun aimed skyward— For an elusive promise, for a helpless sigh. For the ruins of dreams and homes. |
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Twenty three years ago, the golden moon witnessed the spire's fall, Will Leithanien prosper in its new chapter? Are the tyrant's sins and expectations buried with hesitation and pain? When a poet returns to her hometown where marigold blooms, the wanderer who plays the strings will play her music. Do the people under the twin towers still have their voices and are they still wandering? May all doubts vanished and all questions be answered. "I'm an immortal country, and my king is eternal." |
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The girl from Ursus steps off the train with her dead mother's belongings. The veteran from Victoria looks at his men with a serious expression on his face. The winner exiled by Kazimierz wipes the blood off her hands. The new lords of Kjerag had their own agendas, but the guardian's eyebrows were knitted tightly together. In the shadows, someone slightly pulls their hat down, sure that something was happening. The ride to Lake Silberneherze is about to depart— Ladies and gentlemen, it's showtime. |
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Her fingertips brushed over the ears of rice. The rice's fragrance didn't change for over a thousand years. She opened her eyes, witnessing the same kind of people who sweated their shoulders the same way as in the past. As time passes, her consciousness had taken root in this land. The earth is polluted with blight, the evil spirits are spreading, but she still tried to protect this golden land. Until a strand of silk made its way through the Twelve Pagodas and Five Cities, trying to free her. Spring breeze changed to rain and all things are reborn. She came back as a stranger, but also a free one. All she seek is still peace and bountiful harvests. |
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