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Silksong es real y se lanzará, tranquiliza el gerente de relaciones públicas

Autor : Audrey Actualizar : Feb 20,2025

Silksong Is Real And Will Release, Reassures PR Manager

El gerente de marketing y relaciones Esto sigue a una especulación reciente provocada por un cambio de imagen de perfil relacionado con el pastel por un cocreador, que demostró no estar relacionado con ningún anuncio.

Confirmación oficial

La declaración de Griffin sobre X (anteriormente Twitter) abordó directamente las preocupaciones de los fanáticos, asegurándoles que el desarrollo del juego está en curso y se planea un lanzamiento. Esto marca la primera actualización oficial sobre el progreso de Silksong en más de un año y medio.

Silksong Is Real And Will Release, Reassures PR Manager

Inicialmente, la noticia del pastel condujo a una especulación generalizada, incluidos los rumores de un anuncio ARG o un anuncio de Nintendo Switch 2. Sin embargo, estos resultaron infundados. La posterior confirmación de Griffin, aunque breve, proporciona una claridad muy necesaria para los fanáticos ansiosos.

Una secuela tan esperada

Silksong Is Real And Will Release, Reassures PR Manager

Anunciado en febrero de 2019 con una ventana de lanzamiento inicial de la primera mitad de 2023, Silksong se retrasó en mayo de 2023 debido al alcance ampliado del juego y el deseo de los desarrolladores de un mayor refinamiento. El retraso, ahora cerca de dos años, ha llevado a la impaciencia entre los fanáticos.

Si bien la confirmación es bienvenida, las reacciones se han mezclado. Algunos fanáticos expresan alivio y ofrecen aliento a los desarrolladores, instándolos a evitar sucumbir a la presión externa. Otros, sin embargo, permanecen frustrados por la falta de detalles concretos y consideran la actualización insuficiente.

Hollow Knight: Silksong* se lanzará en PC, Nintendo Switch, PlayStation 5, PlayStation 4, Xbox Series X | S y Xbox One. El juego sigue a Hornet, la princesa-protector de Hallownest, en un peligroso viaje a un nuevo reino. Aunque una fecha de lanzamiento sigue sin previo aviso, se anticipan más actualizaciones.

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