ニュース ブラックビーコン:最新のニュースアップデート

ブラックビーコン:最新のニュースアップデート

著者 : Aaron アップデート : Apr 15,2025

ブラックビーコンニュース

あなたが下すすべての決定がその暗い物語のコースを変えることができるブラックビーコンの神秘的で進化する宇宙に飛び込みます。この興味深いゲームの世界を形作る最新の開発とニュースを最新の状態に保ちます。

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ブラックビーコンニュース

2025

3月7日

seer Seer's Trial - Global Beta Testをきっかけに、Black Beaconの開発者は、すべての参加者のおかげで心からのことを共有しています。彼らは、さまざまなチャネルを介して収集されたフィードバックが非常に役立つことを確認しました。チームは、この入力を使用して、ゲームエクスペリエンスを改良および強化することに取り組んでいます。

続きを読む:ブラックビーコンリリースシーアのトライアル - グローバルベータテストQ&A(Twitter)

1月8日

GlohowのアニメにインスパイアされたRPGであるBlack Beaconは、グローバルなオープンベータ段階に正式に参加しました。 1月8日から17日まで、中国、日本、韓国のプレイヤーを除く世界中のプレイヤーは、ゲームの最初のビルドを探索できます。このバージョンには、重要な機能と、ブラックビーコンのサブカルチャーユニバースにプレイヤーを浸すために設計されたゲーム内イベントの範囲が含まれています。

続きを読む:GlohowのアニメにインスパイアされたRPGのBlackBeaconは、グローバルオープンベータテスト(Pocket Gamer)を起動します

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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" 読む