Ash Echoesはすでにバージョン1.1にあり、2つの新しいキャラクターと1か月のイベントがあります
Noctua Gamesの人気Gacha RPGであるAsh Echoesは、グローバルな発売から数週間後に最初のメジャーアップデート「明日は咲く日」を受け取ります。 12月5日に予期せずに開始されたこの更新プログラムは、12月26日まで利用可能なエキサイティングな新しいコンテンツを導入します。
新人にとって、Ash EchoesはGacha Mechanicsとリアルタイムの戦闘をフィーチャーした次元間RPGです。 1116年に設定されたゲームは、スキリフトの通過、大規模な裂け目の後に展開され、破壊を解き放ち、他の領域にポータルを開き、エコマンサーを紹介します。 S.E.E.D.のディレクターとしてのプレイヤーは、視覚的に見事で戦略的に挑戦的な戦いでエコーマンサーを召喚し、命令しなければなりません。
「明日はブルーミングデイ」で、2人の新しい6つ星エコーマンサーで名簿を拡大します。
- スカーレット：魅惑的なファムファタール、ショットガンを振り回し、クリムゾン海賊の服装に身を包んだバイクに乗る。
- baili tusu：剣術に熟練した高貴な戦士。
プレイヤーは、12月26日まで、強力な目覚めのスキルを備えた「ターゲットトレース」メモリトレースイベントを通じてスカーレットを取得できます。 Baili Tusuは12月12日に利用可能になります。
新しいリミテッドタイムイベントであるフロートパレードにより、プレイヤーはパレードをナビゲートしたり、ギフトを集めたり、タスクを完成させて独自の家具とユニークなやり取りを獲得したりして、スカーレットとバイリトゥスに参加できます。
Google PlayまたはApp StoreでAsh Echoesを無料でダウンロードして、アップデートを体験してください。
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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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