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Persona y metáfora: JRPG Demo debuta en Steam

Autor : Leo Actualizar : Feb 25,2025

Experimente el juego de rol de sigilo táctico, Guns innokness, un nuevo título del compositor de Persona y Metáfora: ¡Refantazio! Una demostración gratuita de Steam estará disponible durante el próximo Fest de Steam Next.

Guns Undarkness Steam Demo Announcement

Guns inquebrantable: un JRPG centrado en el sigilo

La próxima festival de Steam Next contará con una demostración jugable de Guns Indekness, un juego de rol táctico por turnos que combina elementos de Metal Gear Solid y Persona. Este emocionante proyecto está encabezado por Shoji Meguro (compositor de la serie Persona), Ilya Kuvshinov (artista de personajes Ghost in the Shell) y el rapero Lotus Juice (conocido por su trabajo en Persona 3).

Guns Undarkness Gameplay Screenshot

Meguro, un veterano compositor en Atlus desde 1995, hizo la transición al desarrollo independiente en 2021 mientras continuaba colaboraciones con Atlus. Guns inDarkness, inicialmente revelado en Indie Live Expo Winter 2021 y financiado con éxito a través de Kickstarter en 2022, es publicado por Kodansha Game Creators Lab.

La demostración, que se lanzará el 24 de febrero de 2025, ofrece aproximadamente 20 minutos de juego, cubriendo tutoriales sobre controles, combate, armas y estrategias de juego temprano. Se planea el acceso temprano para la primavera 2025 en la PC, con alrededor de 10 horas de contenido. Una fecha de lanzamiento precisa sigue sin previo aviso.

Un mundo en el borde

Ubicado en un distópico 2045, los jugadores asumen el papel de una empresa militar privada operativa, que se embarcan en misiones junto con aliados para descubrir los secretos que amenazan la supervivencia de la humanidad. El juego se divide entre secciones de sigilo, donde el movimiento no detectado proporciona ventajas de combate y batallas por turnos que utilizan varias armas de fuego.

Guns Undarkness Character Art

No se pierda la oportunidad de experimentar la mezcla única de sigilo y combate táctico en la indecksidad de las armas. ¡Prepárese para una emocionante aventura cuando llegue la demostración durante el próximo festival!

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