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Yuji Horii en Dragon Quest 12: 'Poner mucho trabajo en' misterioso secuela

Autor : Caleb Actualizar : May 23,2025

Los fanáticos de Dragon Quest pueden respirar un suspiro de alivio ya que el creador de la serie Yuji Horii ha confirmado que Dragon Quest 12: The Flames of Fate no ha sido cancelado. Anunciado como parte de la celebración del 35 aniversario de la serie en 2021, Dragon Quest 12 marca la primera entrada principal desde Dragon Quest 11 de 2017: Echoes of a Ebove Age. Desde su anuncio, las actualizaciones han sido escasas, y las últimas noticias llegaron en febrero cuando Horii mencionó que el equipo de desarrollo de Square Enix está "trabajando duro" y prometió liberar información "poco a poco".

A pesar del silencio posterior, Horii ahora ha brindado tranquilidad en una entrevista reciente con Gamereactor . "Sí, de hecho, no puedo decir nada, me disculpo", afirmó, enfatizando que él está "haciéndolo, poniendo mucho trabajo en ello ... Solo puedo decir que el próximo trabajo también será genial, [estoy] trabajando muy duro. Por favor, espero que sea lo único que puedo decir". Si bien esta actualización no incluye remolques o capturas de pantalla, debe aliviar las preocupaciones de los fanáticos preocupados por el estado del juego en medio de la reestructuración en Square Enix y la falta de actualizaciones .

Todo lo que tenemos de Dragon Quest 12 es este logotipo, lanzado en 2021.

En mayo de 2024, Horii señaló las muertes del diseñador de personajes de Dragon Quest Akira Toriyama y el compositor Koichi Sugiyama . Además, el productor principal de la serie, Yu Miyake, ya había renunciado para liderar la división de juegos móviles de Square Enix en ese momento. A pesar de estos cambios, el compromiso de Horii con el proyecto sigue siendo fuerte, y se alienta a los fanáticos a estar atentos para más desarrollos en Dragon Quest 12: The Fate of Fate .

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