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Univers à vendre est un nouveau roman visuel dans un bazar bizarre sur la planète Jupiter

Authore: CalebMise à jour:Feb 21,2025

Univers à vendre est un nouveau roman visuel dans un bazar bizarre sur la planète Jupiter

Les jeux AKUPARA et la dernière offre de Tmesis Studio, Univers à vendre , est un jeu d'aventure captivant sur une station spatiale Jupiter. Ce bazar bizarre et imbibé d'acide abrite des orangs-outans spirituels, des cultistes troquant la chair pour l'illumination, et une femme nommée Lila qui crée avec désinvolture des univers à partir de sa paume.

L'univers est-il vraiment à vendre?

Le jeu commence avec le joueur contrôlant le maître, un cultiste squelettique du culte du détachement, atterrissant dans une colonie minière délabrée. Explorer cette ville originale, remplie de magasins inhabituels, mène à la maison de thé à Honin, la boutique de Lila, où le mystère central se déroule. Le gameplay alterne entre la perspective de Lila, où les joueurs créent des univers dans un mini-jeu fascinant, et le voyage du maître, qui plonge dans les philosophies du culte du détachement et des rencontres avec l'Église de nombreux dieux.

Le récit se révèle progressivement, incitant les joueurs à théoriser sur les événements de déroulement. Chaque personnage, que ce soit humain, squelettique ou robotique, possède une histoire unique, enrichissant le monde détaillé.

Superbe art dessiné à la main

  • Le style d'art dessiné à la main de l'univers à vendre * est un tirage majeur, créant une atmosphère onirique. Des rues coiffées de pluie aux univers vibrants et autodidactes, chaque scène est renforcée de façon vivante. Le jeu est disponible sur le Google Play Store.

Pour plus de nouvelles de jeu, consultez notre prochain article sur Harvest Moon: Home Sweet Home et ses nouvelles fonctionnalités, y compris le support de contrôleur.

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