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Atelier Resleriana: Ciencia perdida revelada

Autor : Sophia Actualizar : Feb 25,2025

Atelier Reseriana: Alquimia olvidada y el servidor global del Liberador Polar Night para apagar

Noticias tristes para los jugadores globales de Atelier Reseriana: Forgotten Alchemy y The Polar Night Liberator. Los juegos de Koei Tecmo y Akatsuki han anunciado el final del servicio (EOS) para la versión global del juego, a partir del 28 de marzo de 2025. Esto se produce poco más de un año después de su lanzamiento en enero de 2024.

La versión japonesa, lanzada en septiembre de 2023, continuará operando y se está preparando para su 1.5 aniversario en marzo de 2025, un marcado contraste con el cierre del servidor global.

Detalles de cierre:

Fecha de EOS: 28 de marzo de 2025.
Compras en el juego: discapacitados. Las gemas de Lodestar restantes se pueden usar hasta el cierre.
Eventos finales: Koei Tecmo promete un nuevo contenido y eventos previos al cierre.

Razones para el cierre:

Los desarrolladores citaron la incapacidad de mantener una experiencia de jugador satisfactoria como la razón principal. El juego luchó para ganar tracción, enfrentando críticas casi inmediatamente después del lanzamiento. Las quejas de los jugadores se centraron en el sistema GACHA, problemas percibidos con el equilibrio de juego (incluida la fluencia de potencia excesiva) y las estrategias de monetización. Estos factores finalmente llevaron a la decisión de cerrar el servidor global.

Si bien el primer aniversario de la versión global se celebró el 25 de enero de 2025, su vida útil desafortunadamente será de corta duración. Los jugadores aún pueden acceder al juego en Google Play Store para disfrutar de cualquier contenido restante antes de que los servidores se desconecten.

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