Hogar Noticias Actualización "Everwild" de RARE de Xbox Head

Actualización "Everwild" de RARE de Xbox Head

Autor : Sarah Actualizar : Feb 22,2025

Rare's Everwild: todavía en desarrollo, según Xbox Boss

Más de cinco años después de su anuncio inicial en el X019 de Microsoft, la ausencia prolongada de Everwild de las exhibiciones de Xbox y los rumores de reinicio de los remolinos han alimentado la especulación sobre su destino. Sin embargo, el jefe de Xbox, Phil Spencer, ha confirmado que el juego todavía está activamente en desarrollo.

En una entrevista reciente con Xboxera, Spencer expresó su emoción por Everwild, señalando una visita reciente al estudio del Reino Unido de RARE para evaluar el progreso del juego. Citó a Everwild junto con State of Decay y Double Fine's Next Project como títulos sobre los que está particularmente entusiasmado. Spencer enfatizó la capacidad de Microsoft para proporcionar a los equipos de desarrollo un tiempo suficiente, incluso con un sólido programa de lanzamiento impulsado por adquisiciones como Bethesda y Activision Blizzard.

El desarrollo de Everwild ha enfrentado desafíos, incluido un rumor de reinicio denegado y la partida del director creativo Simon Woodroffe en 2020. Sin embargo, el veterano diseñador Gregg Mayles (conocido por su trabajo en Donkey Kong Country, Banjo-Kazooie, Viva piNATA, y Mar de Los ladrones) han tomado las riendas del director.

Si bien los primeros informes describieron a Everwild como un juego de aventura en tercera persona con los elementos del juego de Dios, su ciclo de desarrollo extendido sugiere posibles cambios. El último trailer, lanzado en julio de 2020, simplemente lo describió como "una nueva IP de RARE. Una experiencia única e inolvidable espera en un mundo natural y mágico".

Con la extensa tubería de desarrollo de Microsoft que incluye títulos como Perfect Dark, la próxima entrega de Halo, Playground's Fable, Bethesda's Elder Scrolls 6 y el lanzamiento anual de Call of Duty de Activision, el desarrollo continuo de Everwild destaca el compromiso de Microsoft con proyectos a largo plazo. Esto contrasta con la versión a corto plazo de la fatalidad de ID Software: The Dark Edad en mayo.

Últimos artículos

Más

It seems like your message might be incomplete. Could you please clarify or provide more details about what you'd like help with? Whether it's a question, a request for information, or something else—I'm here to assist! 😊 Lectura

Enola Holmes 3 comienza filmación, Brown y Cavill regresan Lectura

Los 15 mejores filmes de Nicolas Cage clasificados Lectura

Two Embers – Part 1 By [Your Name] The sky over Vaelthar had not known true night for seven years. It was not darkness that had been stolen—it was silence. The stars, once silver needles stitching the heavens, had been smothered by a slow, creeping haze: the breath of the Emberwyrms, ancient beasts of fire and memory, stirring once more from their slumber beneath the ash-choked earth. Their awakening had not come with war, nor with thunder. It came in whispers—flickers in the wind, embers carried on forgotten songs. And now, from the ruins of the old city, two figures moved like shadows through the ash. One was a girl—barely more than a child, with hair like burnt copper and eyes that shimmered like polished obsidian. She carried no weapon, only a cracked locket hanging from a chain of blackened iron. Inside, a portrait of a man who had not lived to see her grow. The other was a man—or what was left of him. His face was hidden beneath a helm forged from the petrified wing of a dead wyrm, and his cloak was stitched from ash-woven silk, said to absorb sound. He called himself Kaelen the Mute, though he had once spoken in tongues. He carried a blade named Dawn's Last Sigh, its edge not made of steel, but of captured lightning. They walked not toward safety, but toward the heart of the Emberfen—the dead forest where trees burned without flame, their roots feeding on sorrow. “Why here?” she whispered, her voice barely louder than the wind through the skeletons of birch. Kaelen did not answer. He pressed a hand to his chest, where a scar pulsed like a dying ember. A memory. Not his own. Then, from deep beneath the earth, a sound. A heartbeat. Not the earth’s. Something else. A voice, not in words, but in feeling—cold and vast, like a dream you cannot wake from. "She remembers." The girl flinched. The locket warmed. “Who said that?” she demanded. Kaelen knelt, placing a hand on the cracked soil. His fingers trembled. “He remembers you,” he said at last, his voice rough, as if carved from stone. “And that means you are not the only one who was forgotten.” A fire began to bloom in the distance—not from wood, not from kindling, but from the air itself. It curled upward, forming shapes: faces, half-erased, weeping. One face turned, and for a heartbeat, the girl saw her mother. She screamed. And the world cracked. To Be Continued in Two Embers – Part 2: The Weight of Names Lectura

Ahora disponible: Simulador de guerras de bandas en prisión Lectura

inZOI: Todas las características y funcionalidades al descubierto Lectura