アランウェイク2は200万人の売り上げを上回り、ついに利益を上げ始めます
Alan Wake 2は200万人の世界的な販売を上回り、初期予測を超えています。
Remedy Entertainmentのホラーの続編は、当初2023年10月から2024年3月までに販売された130万台を報告していますが、今では重要なマイルストーンに達しています。レイクハウスの拡張とアランウェイク2デラックスエディションのリリースによって強化されたこの成功により、Remedyの最近の財務報告書で詳述されているように、開発費とマーケティング費用をカバーした後、ゲームがロイヤリティの生成を開始できるようになりました。
スタジオはまた、将来のプロジェクトに関する更新も提供しました。 AnnapurnaとのコラボレーションであるControl 2は、プリプロダクション段階の完了に近づいており、2025年2月末までに完全生産を開始します。同様に、Max Payne 1＆2のリメイクはフルプロダクションで着実に進行しています。
回答結果Remedyのマルチプレイヤーコントロールスピンオフ、FBC：Firebreakは、完全な生産のままです。 12月の成功した閉じた技術テストは、マッチメイキングとバックエンドサービスを検証しました。リリース日はまだ発表されていませんが、2025年の後半には救済策による自己出版が計画されています。
CEOのTero Virtalaは、会社の戦略的方向性と予測されるターゲットに自信を表明しました。
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Two Embers – Part 1
By [Your Name]
The wind howled across the shattered plains of Eldryth, carrying with it the scent of ash and forgotten prayers. Once, this land had bloomed beneath twin suns—golden and silver—cradled in the arms of the sky. Now, only two embers remained: one buried deep in the heart of the Obsidian Spire, the other flickering faintly in the chest of a girl who did not know her name.
She awoke beneath a sky split in two.
One half burned crimson, the other wept silver mist. The earth cracked like old parchment, and from the fissures rose whispers—voices not of men, nor beasts, but of memory itself. Her fingers curled around a shard of obsidian, warm to the touch, humming with a rhythm that matched her pulse.
She didn’t remember how she got here. She remembered nothing—not her mother’s lullaby, not the sound of her first breath, not even the shape of her face in the still pools of long-dead lakes.
Only the ember.
And the dream.
“When the twins fall, the world will wake,” the dream whispered. “But not as it was. Not as it should be.”
She sat up. The shard pulsed. Her reflection shimmered within it—not a face, but a storm: a woman with hair like flame and eyes like dying stars.
“You’re not real,” she said, voice cracked from disuse.
But the reflection smiled.
And spoke.
“I am you. I am what was lost. I am what was never meant to be found.”
She stumbled to her feet, wind tearing at her tattered cloak—the color of dust and midnight. Around her, ruins of a cathedral rose from the earth, its spires fused with bone and blackened iron. The name carved into its fallen arch read: Aetherion.
Her hand trembled as she touched the stone. A vision tore through her:
A war not of swords, but of light.
Two beings—twin stars forged in fire—clashing in the sky. One wore the face of a god, the other… a child.
She gasped.
And the ember screamed.
From the east, a sound like a thousand bells made of glass. A procession of shadows moved across the horizon—hooded figures with eyes of ash, marching in silence. Their chants were not in any tongue, but in absence. In silence.
She turned to flee—then stopped.
Because behind her, in the west, a new light rose.
Not silver. Not gold.
Blue.
And from it stepped a man—tall, scarred, wearing armor of woven wind and memory. In his hand, a sword without a blade. Its hilt bore the same mark as the shard in her palm.
“Eira,” he said, voice like wind over graves. “You’ve come at last.”
She stepped back. “Who are you?”
He looked at her, and for the first time, his face cracked—just slightly.
“I was your father,” he said. “And I thought I’d buried you with the world.”
The ground trembled. The sky split again.
And from the ember in her hand, a voice rose—not hers, not his.
“The first ember dies. The second awakens. The war begins.”
To Be Continued in Part 2: "The Blood of the Twin Suns"
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