Marvel Rivalsの今後のシーズンは、広範なコンテンツを提供するように設定されています
マーベルライバルシーズン1：ダブルサイズのデビュー
Marvel Rivalsは、1月10日午前1時のPSTで、最初のシーズン「Eternal Night Falls」を開始し、典型的なシーズンの2倍の内容を誇っています。この拡張された製品は、ファンタスティックフォーを統一されたグループとして紹介したいという願望に駆られ、開発者による意図的な選択です。
この過度のシーズンは次のようになります。
- 3つの新しいマップ： Sanctum Sanctorum（発売時、新しいDoom Matchモードで利用可能)、ミッドタウン（輸送船団用)、およびセントラルパーク（詳細は後で明らかにされる)。
- ファンタスティックフォー：ミスターファンタスティック（デュエリスト)と目に見えない女性（ストラテジスト)が発売に到着し、約6〜7週間後にシーズン中期の更新に記載されているものと人間のトーチが名簿に加わります。
クリエイティブディレクターのGuangyun Chenによると、ファンタスティックフォーを一緒にリリースするという決定には、通常よりも大きなシーズンが必要でした。開発者は、これがFuture Seasonsのコンテンツにどのように影響するかを詳述していませんが、現在、シーズンごとに2人のキャラクターを追加するパターンが続くと予想されています。
拡張されたコンテンツは興奮を生み出しましたが、シーズン1にブレードがないことは、一部のファンを失望させました。しかし、彼の将来の包含の可能性はまだ開かれたままです。シーズン1の実質的な内容と進行中の憶測により、マーベルのライバルの未来は明るく見えます。
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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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