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Butterfly Masterpiece Reviver aterriza en iOS

Autor : Scarlett Actualizar : Jan 16,2025

¡Reviver: Butterfly, el encantador juego narrativo, finalmente llega a iOS y Android! Inicialmente programado para su lanzamiento en el invierno de 2024, llegará un poco más tarde de lo esperado, con una fecha de lanzamiento confirmada el 17 de enero.

Para aquellos que se perdieron nuestra cobertura de octubre, Reviver te presenta como una fuerza sutil de la naturaleza, que guía los destinos de dos amantes. El juego evita inteligentemente mostrar directamente a los protagonistas y, en cambio, te permite presenciar cómo se desarrollan sus vidas desde la niñez hasta la vejez mientras influyes sutilmente en sus caminos.

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El juego se lanzará como Reviver: Butterfly en iOS y Reviver: Premium en Android, aparentemente el mismo juego con nombres diferentes. Este enfoque único de la narración ofrece una experiencia conmovedora e intrigante.

Curiosamente, la lista de iOS revela un prólogo gratuito que permite a los jugadores potenciales probar el juego antes de comprometerse. Aún mejor, los jugadores móviles obtendrán acceso anticipado, ¡superando el lanzamiento de Steam! El lanzamiento ligeramente retrasado y la convención de nomenclatura algo inusual son inconvenientes menores en comparación con poder experimentar finalmente este cautivador título independiente.

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