ジェームズ・ガンは、ロックステディとネザーリアルムと新しいDCゲームについて議論します
DC StudiosのチーフJames Gunnは、新しいDC UniverseビデオゲームプロジェクトでRockSteadyおよびNetherRealm Studiosとのコラボレーションを確認しました。これらのスタジオは、ワーナーブラザーズと緊密に協力して、映画、テレビ、ゲーム全体の統一されたビジョンを確保しています。詳細は現在公開されていませんが、潜在的なプロジェクトには、称賛された バットマン：アーカム シリーズの継続と新しい 不正 タイトルが含まれます。
Gunnは、両方のスタジオが初期の開発コンセプトを共有し、今後の映画で潜在的なクロスオーバーを調査していることを明らかにしました。憶測はまた、スーパーマンゲームの可能性を指し、最初のDC映画宇宙の章をその続編で橋渡しする可能性があります。未確認の間、ガンは、これらのコラボレーションに関する発表が今後数年以内に近づいている可能性があることを示しました。
高品質のDCゲームの必要性は否定できず、ファンは Arkham シリーズの価値ある後継者を熱心に予想しています。 Gotham Knights や Suicide Squad：Kill the Justice League のような最近のリリース が重要なレセプションを受け取り、 Industice 3 *は未発表のままです。この新たなコラボレーションと品質に重点が置かれたことは、DCビデオゲームにとって有望な新しい時代を示唆しています。
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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"
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