Resident Evil Village Gold Edition - Announcement Trailer
Resident Evil Village downloadable content “The Winters’ Expansion” will launch on October 28, 2022 alongside Resident Evil Village: Gold Edition, which bundles the base game and downloadable content, and multiplayer game Resident Evil Re:Verse.
“The Winters’ Expansion” will include a Third-Person Mode for the campaign, “The Mercenaries: Additional Orders,” and the new story “Shadows of Rose.”
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“The Winters’ Expansion”
Those yearning for dark shadows got a first glimpse of the long-awaited downloadable content for Resident Evil Village. “The Winters’ Expansion” arrives October 28, 2022 on all available platforms.
The new content includes:
* A Third-Person Mode for the campaign.
* “The Mercenaries: Additional Orders” featuring new stages and playable characters Chris Redfield, Heisenberg, and Lady Dimitrescu.
* A continuation of the story in “Shadows of Rose.”
Set 16 years after the events of Resident Evil Village, this new tale follows Rose Winters, the daughter of main protagonist Ethan, as she struggles with her terrifying powers. Players must explore and survive a warped and mysterious realm inside the consciousness of the Megamycete in search of a cure.
Resident Evil Village Gold Edition
Resident Evil Village Gold Edition, a bundle of “The Winters’ Expansion” and the main game, will also launch on October 28, 2022 in physical and digital formats for PlayStation 5, Xbox Series, PlayStation 4, Xbox One, Steam, and Stadia.
Resident Evil Re:Verse
Resident Evil Re:Verse, a multiplayer experience which will be free for Resident Evil Village players, will go live on the same date.
PlayStation VR2 and Mac
Resident Evil Village producer Tsuyoshi Kanda also shared the game’s main story is now in production for PlayStation VR2 and Mac.
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Die Schöne und das Biest
Interlude I: A Posture of Servitude
me, making my return to the RE scene with so much egg on my face: HEY YOU GUYS STILL HAVE THE HOTS FOR THIS OLD MAN, RIGHT?
to add insult to the injury of not updating for a year, i've also filled a sock with pennies and intend on slugging you all in the back of the head with it in the form of an Angsty Interlude™!!
"but gab!! what kind of fic has an interlude?"
dude, i don't know. this one i guess ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
all that aside, nothing says "i've missed you all dearly" quite like our faves arguing. enjoy, buttercups <3
As it happens, you did not “see soon enough”.
You weren’t even afforded the chance to, on account of the fact that you hadn’t had any contact with Heisenberg since your last conversation some several weeks prior. Even still, his words resounded in your ears as clear as the day he spoke them.
“Say, until I’ve caught this beast of ours, do me a favor and stay inside the factory grounds, huh?” He tightened the laces of his boots on the final step of the stairs and stood, brushing past you in the entryway as though he hadn’t just dropped a bomb on you.
“What? But I-”
“No exceptions,” he cuts you off. “I’m not about to go to the trouble of looking for a new assistant, and you’ve got more than enough reading to keep you occupied for now. I can drop supply lists off to the Duke on my way to meetings. You’ll leave them on your clipboard,” he stated matter-of-factly, roughly pulling on his coat. “You’re not religious, are you?”
“Well no, but I-”
"Good, no need to go to the church then either. I’ll see you at dinner.”
You weren’t given a moment to respond before the door to the flat was shut in your face. You spluttered indignantly as you pulled your own coat on and chased after him, struggling to shove your feet into your boots in your hurried state. By the time you made it fully out the door, the echo of his footsteps were already fading, his long shadow stretching across the floor in the dim light of the factory floor.
“Heisenberg, wait!” The groans and creaks of the factory swallowed your shouts as he strode onto the lift, shutting the cage behind him with a finality you didn’t recognize at the time. You stumbled over your untied boots and crashed into it, the momentum of your haste causing it to rattle. He didn’t spare you so much as a glance at the sound, which only served to make you more frustrated. You wove your fingers through the iron lattice, the cold metal biting your fingers, and searched his face for any signs of concession.
“Don’t you think this is a bit excessive? I understand not allowing me into the woods, but asking me not to go into the village?"
“Telling.”
“What?”
“I’m not asking, I’m telling. You’re to stay within the factory grounds while I deal with this. I mean it, kid.”
Your thoughts raced, frantically looking for a way to outrun your newly acquired leash.
“What about the animals?”
“Sure, the stables are close enough, and I’m no good at collecting those damned eggs anyhow,” he threw a couple of levers before turning back to level you with an uncharacteristically stern look. “But no further. Do I make myself clear?”
You took a moment to measure the hard lines of his face and swallowed, giving an imperceptibly small nod.
“Y/N,” he growled, his voice a warning.
Your gazes locked, and you set your jaw at his tone before disentangling yourself and taking a step back from the cage. You brush your front off and clasp your hands neatly, adopting a posture of servitude.
“Yes, Lord Heisenberg.”
The steel of his eyes instantly darkened, and the strings of regret silently vibrated in your chest, plucked over and over as the weight of his title hung electric in the air between you. He moistened his lips, perhaps in preparation of all the words he wanted to say, but all he could manage was a single snarled word.
“Excellent.”
The lift lurched to life and Heisenberg sank into the factory, a turbulent cloud of steam from the unfamiliar machinery below left in his place. The strangely dense atmosphere engulfed you, and you breathed it in, its sickly sweet, slightly metallic scent your only hint as to what took place beneath your feet during the day.
You had stomped out into the yard, teeth gritted as though they could stop the anger rising in the back of your throat from spilling over, and took stock of just how much your world had shrunk over the course of a single one-sided conversation. Your vision swam as frustrated tears gathered in your eyes, and you wiped them away with a quick jerk of the back of your hand. It wasn’t as though you spent all that much time outside the factory grounds to begin with, but something about having the option to come and go as you pleased being taken away from you made you feel less like an assistant and more like a captive.
What would become of your days off? Your visits to the Duke, or your parents? Foraging and fishing? The cottage?
Your irritation carried you to the stable, and you steadied yourself against the fence as you looked down the forest path, mind already wandering back to the herbalist’s humble lodgings. If the journal you’d taken with you was anything to go by, the little house held too many of the village’s secrets to resist, even if that meant disobeying Lord Heisenberg to get to them.
Lord Heisenberg.
You squeezed your eyes shut, wincing as the exchange ran tormentous circles in your head. The combined weight of his look and your remorse could have carried you to the bottom of the reservoir ten times over.
If I were allowed near it, that is.
You exhaled through your mouth, gathering yourself as you considered the next course of action. You hesitated to entertain thoughts of defying orders so soon, but you weren’t above bargaining.
“I’ll start with an apology, and then I’ll talk some sense into him over dinner,” you’d affirmed, crossing your arms against the chill of the morning.
But dinner never came.
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