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"Metro Quester: el nuevo lanzamiento único de Kemco"

Autor : Penelope Actualizar : May 25,2025

Cada vez que escribo sobre Kemco, me parece invariablemente bienvenido y bastante predecible. Sus lanzamientos de JRPG tienden a ser de alta calidad, pero a menudo golpean esas notas melodramáticas de alta fantasía. Sin embargo, su próximo lanzamiento más reciente, Metro Quester, me llamó la atención sobre cómo desafía esas convenciones, ¡y se lanzará el 21 de abril con la preinscripción ahora abierta!

En Metro Quester, te sumergirás en una experiencia de juego de rol de rastreo de mazmorras. En lugar de aventurarse sobre el suelo y luego explorar ruinas, navegará un futuro post-apocalíptico, al estilo de Glukhovsky, atrapado bajo tierra y deambulando por las antiguas líneas metropolitanas de una época pasada. Este entorno, desarrollado por Mil Games, promete densas densas llenas de los misterios de las ruinas preapocalípticas.

¡Los diseños de personajes, diseñados por Kazushi Hagiwara, conocidos por obras como bastardo! El dios oscuro de la destrucción, junto con otros artistas talentosos, sugiere un mundo de alta calidad pero oscuro y sombrío para explorar.

Kemco destaca que estaba realmente contento de ver a Metro Quester en mi bandeja de entrada. Esto promete ser una oferta destacada en el catálogo de Kemco, gracias a su mezcla de un mundo oscuro y un rastreo de mazmorras retro de arriba hacia abajo. Con 24 caracteres, 8 clases, armas personalizables, un bestiario integral y más, no hay escasez de contenido para mantenerte comprometido.

Es cierto que Metro Quester conserva ese estilo de anime familiar, pero apenas creo que muchos de ustedes lo encontrarán objetable. Si está buscando algo nuevo y único para complementar su obsesión JRPG, ¡querrá estar atento a cuando Metro Quester llega a los escaparates el 21 de abril!

Y si necesita algo para marcarlo mientras tanto, ¿por qué no explorar nuestra lista de los 25 mejores JRPG en iOS y RPG en Android para una gama de experiencias de juego de rol más importantes, desde casuales y divertidos hasta oscuros y arenosos?

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