Styx: Blades of Greed News

Well, well, well… look who decided to come back after our previous episode. I’ll give you this, you’ve got some staying power.

Missed the first part of my tragic, blood-soaked saga? Tough luck. I’m not here to hold your hand. But since I’m feeling generous (for once), here’s the short version: I outwitted some elves and humans, killed my original self (long story), and may or may not have caused a goblin apocalypse. Oops.

Now, you’d think after all that, I’d retire somewhere nice. Maybe sip some Amber cocktails on a beach made of stolen gold. Wrong! Instead, the world kept throwing problems at me, humans, elves, Amber addiction, and, worst of all, more humans. And as usual, I did what I do best: survive.

So if you’re ready for more sneaky actions in the shadow, backstabbing, betrayal, and absolute chaos, strap in. Things are about to get ugly.

You know the song, in this episode we’ll go in the lore of my previous adventures and today we’ll talk about the story on Styx: Shards of Darkness. Spoiler ahead!

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So, after wrecking Akenash and “unleashed” my people (most of whom have the IQ of a damp sock, but whatever), I should’ve been sipping Amber cocktails on a beach somewhere. Instead, I’m public enemy number one. See, the humans have a goblin problem. (Translation: they have a Me problem). And since subtlety isn’t their strong suit, they come up with the most brilliant solution ever: mass extermination. Real original.

Enter Helledryn. She’s the captain of the C.A.R.N.A.G.E. squad (seriously, who names these things? We’re not in a superhero story with spider powers). Helledryn is a human with an attitude problem, a hood full of secrets, and an offer: steal a magic scepter from some dark elf bigwig, and she’ll pay me in Amber.

Now, I could’ve asked a few questions, like “Who’s the target?” or “Is this a trap?” but hey, where’s the fun in that?

Spoiler: It was a terrible idea.

[SPOILER ALERT: More big reveals coming. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.

Helledryn, the captain of the C.A.R.N.A.G.E. squad

Some shapeshifting dark elf prick named Djarak beats me to the prize. Worse, he’s got a shiny Quartz crystal that paralyzes me on the spot. Ever wanted to be a living statue while some knife-ear gloats in your face? Yeah, not fun.

By the time I shake it off, the whole airship is on high alert, and I’m running for my miserable green life. Helledryn’s thrilled with my failure, but instead of gutting me, she offers another job: infiltrate Korrangar, the dark elf capital, and spy on a political meeting. Normally, I don’t care about politics unless someone’s paying me, but since this involves screwing over my new enemies, I’m in.

Korrangar is a city built inside the large caves and hollow areas inside this huge cliff by the sea.

Korrangar isn’t just a city, it’s a cult. Their leader, Lyssril, keeps her people hooked on Amber while running a goblin-juicing factory (yeah, literally). And their secret weapon? A lovely little monster named Lakima, who poops out Quartz (Blegh!), the same magic rock that nearly got me killed. If the elves get enough of it, they can turn my kind into lawn ornaments forever.

So, what do I do? Exactly what you think I do, snoop, steal, and ruin everyone’s day. First, kill the Quartz pooping monster, sparking a war between the elves and dwarves. Then, Djarak and I torch the Amber refinery for good measure. Oh, and did I mention the giant dwarven golem that wakes up and starts redecorating Korrangar with its fists?


As for Djarak, that shape-shifting elf with a martyr complex? At the end of it all, he ditched me. Flew off with Helledryn’s zeppelin while I was still busy. But I’m not one to stay behind. I caught up (because I’m Styx) and found him smug and comfy at the helm.

So naturally, I did what any betrayed partner-in-crime would do: I pointed my crossbow at his face.

Because let’s be real. In my world, the only person you can really trust… is yourself. And even that’s questionable.

- A universe of idiots, Empires, and one genius goblin (me) - The Story of Styx - Part 1 (As told by me) - The Story of Styx - Part 2 (Still told by Me)
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So, there you have it!

The legendary, totally-not-tragic tale of yours truly. Lies, betrayal, bloodshed, and more backstabbing than a royal family reunion. basically, just another Tuesday in my life. Beautiful, isn’t it?

The real question now is: what’s next?

Oh, wouldn’t you like to know?

Let’s just say my next adventure is going to be bigger, bloodier, and way more personal. And lucky you, you actually get to be part of it. Well, if you’ve got the guts.

If you want to know what happens next, you’ll have to play Styx: Blades of Greed.

Oh, and speaking of which, have you wishlisted it yet? No? Typical. Humans never learn. Do yourself a favor and do it now. Because trust me, you don’t want to miss what’s coming in my next adventure.

https://store.steampowered.com/app/3290690/Styx_Blades_of_Greed/

…Still stalling? Click the damn button. Because trust me, you don’t want to miss what’s coming next. And if you do? Well… let’s just say I never forget a face.

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Alright, maggots, if you’re still here, it means you survived my first history lesson to introduce my world. Good for you and welcome back.

Now, last time, I gave you the grand tour of this rotten world. Humans being humans (a.k.a. the worst), orcs getting the short end of the stick, and a bunch of other races playing their parts in one giant, bloody mess. But this time? We’re talking about me. My story. My rise. My legend!

Yeah, yeah, it’s been ages since my first adventure. Cry me a river. Time to refresh your memory. And for those clueless fools who don’t know my legend… well, consider yourselves honored. Not everyone gets a history lesson from the Styx.

And before you get any bright ideas, yeah, there are spoilers if you never played my first adventure, Styx: Master of Shadows. If you don’t want your tiny brain ruined by the shocking truths of my past, now’s your chance to leave. Go on, discover my story by yourself, play my previous adventure Styx: Master of Shadows.

I’ll wait.

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…Still here? Good. Let’s get to it.

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Once upon a time… I was a charming, talented, and incredibly handsome goblin with a penchant for sneaking, stealing, and stabbing. My target? The Heart of the World Tree, a big shiny blob of Amber hidden deep inside the Tower of Akenash, a giant tower in human territory. Why? Because Amber is power. It’s the sweet, addictive, glowing juice that makes me me. Smart, sneaky, deadly… basically everything you humans wish you were.

*The Tower of Akenash houses the only World Tree on human territory.*

But, of course, things weren’t that simple. See, the whole tower was crawling with guards, elves, and some nasty roach-like monsters. Plus, there was a little problem. Turns out, the more Amber I guzzled, the more I started to hear whispers. And a certain voice in my head that wouldn’t shut up.

SPOILER ALERT: Major twists ahead. If you want to live in blissful ignorance, skip to the next section. Or don’t. I don’t care.

Here’s where it gets really fun. That voice in my head? Yeah, it was me. Or, more precisely, the original Styx. The first goblin. Once upon a time, he was an orc, big, ugly, and probably smelled awful. But then he got a little too friendly with the World Tree’s magical Amber. And poof! Say hello to the first goblin. Still green, but little, ugly and still smelled bad.

And me? Just a tiny sliver of Amber that grew legs, a mean streak, and a talent for throat-slitting. A clone. See, Original-Styx had this neat little trick, spawning disposable clones of himself. Usually, they were brainless meat puppets, but when he infiltrated Akenash, he decided to cook up something special. A clone with brains, instincts, and a real talent for being a pain in the ass. Me.

*Yes, that’s me as a “concept”. Handsome, huh?*

So yeah, I was a mistake. A walking, talking afterthought. My big destiny? Steal the Heart of the World Tree, free Original-Styx, and then march right back into my original self like a good little puppet. Because apparently, Original-Styx wasn’t a fan of the voices in his head and thought merging with the Heart of the World Tree would fix everything. Ho, and I discovered this sneaky bastard had planned to eliminate me as soon as my mission was completed.

Yeah, not happening.

So I did what I do best. I sneaked into the shadow, betrayed, schemed, and murdered my way through every idiot standing in my way. And in the end? I destroyed the Heart of the World Tree, took down my original self, and took a graceful swan dive into a pool of Amber to die. Really die. Like being dead. Because nobody tells me what to do. Not even… well, me.

And that’s where things got really messy. Hordes of Styx clones (stupid and feral) emerge from the amber. As the World Tree dies, the magic that keeps Akenash aloft fails and the tower crashes to the ground.

The feral clones of Styx emerge from the ruins and disperse into the wilderness. A whole new race was born, the goblins. The green plague. Most of them were dumb as rocks, except for one. A goblin who actually had a brain but no memories. Just the name “Styx” rattling around in his head.

Was it me? Was it the original? Was it someone entirely new? Who knows. Who cares! All that mattered was that Styx was still alive. And that meant trouble for everyone else.

- A universe of idiots, Empires, and one genius goblin (me) - The Story of Styx - Part 1 (As told by me) - The Story of Styx - Part 2 (Still told by Me)

*Original-Styx looks pissed.*


And that’s where I left off, maggots. You can thank me later for not diving too deep into the mess I made with those clones.

So, what’s next?
Oh, you think this story ends here? Think again, sweetheart. You can’t just create a goddamn goblin horde and call it quits. No, no. There's always more trouble. More shadows to crawl through, more dirty little secrets to uncover! And lucky for you, you get to hear all about it in our next episode. (Wait… did you hear a “ta-dum” sound?)

I know, I know, you're hanging on the edge of your seat, dying to know what happens next. Spoiler: it's gonna get worse before it gets better. (You’d expect nothing less from someone like me, right?)

Go ahead, scratch your heads, and wonder how the hell I pulled all this off. It’s a bit of a mystery, isn't it? But, don't worry. You’ll get your answers in our next Steam News. Eventually.

But for now…I’m done!

Just kidding. I’m standing right here, waiting for you to wishlist Styx: Blades of Greed.

https://store.steampowered.com/app/3290690/Styx_Blades_of_Greed/
Go ahead. Click it. I’ll wait.

What’s that? You think you’ll just skip it and pretend it doesn’t matter? Yeah, I can hear your excuses. "I’ll do it later". Sure, sure. I get it, you’re busy blah blah. I don’t care, I am busy too!

You’ll quit first, though. I know you will.

So go on. Show me you’re not a complete waste of space. Wishlist it.

I’ll just be here... patiently watching.

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Alright, maggots, gather 'round.

You want to know how this wretched world came to be the steaming pile of betrayal, blood, and bad decisions it is today? Lucky for you, I’m feeling generous. I’ll walk you through it, MY WAY. Because let’s be honest, if you let some pompous human scribe do it, you’d get a long-winded tale about honor and destiny. Blegh!

No, no, no… this story’s about greed, stupidity, and a whole lot of stabbing. Oh, and me. Mostly me. Because I’m the hero. Not a good one, but the hero of my story.

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Before I started sneaking through the shadows, sticking knives into backs and making history the fun way, the world was already a mess. Power-hungry humans, self-righteous elves, gold-grubbing dwarfs, and orcs, big green creatures link to something they called “Mother nature” something like that, but the point is they are too stubborn to know when to quit, it was all one big, bloody disaster.

And me? Well, I wasn’t even supposed to exist. But we’ll get to that later.

So sit down, shut up, and let Uncle Styx tell you how things really went down in this saga.



Ah, humans. The cockroaches of the world, but with an ego so inflated it could float a fleet of airships. For centuries, they’ve scurried across the land, multiplying, conquering, and generally making a mess of things. And just when you think they couldn’t get any worse, enter Emperor Damocles.

Now, this guy wasn’t content with just ruling his own little corner of dirt. Nooo, he had to unite all the northern human kingdoms into one big, stinking Empire. And because humans have an allergic reaction to leaving well enough alone, he then turned his greedy little eyes southward, where orcs lived happily smashing each other’s skulls in. Naturally, the orcs weren’t big on outsiders crashing their eternal headbutting tournament, so they fought back. Hard.


And what did the Empire do? Oh, the usual… Conquering, enslaving, and exterminating anything that didn’t look like them. The orcs? Well, the humans figured out that instead of just killing them all, they could be put to good use. Enter: slavery. They forced the orcs to build a Wall to keep the Southern Lands and its inhabitants out.



With the Empire riding high on orc labor, they started pulling the other races into their little power game. The elves? Oh, they loved it. Those pointy-eared snobs sided with humans, calling it "divine justice" or whatever garbage they spew. Dwarfs? They went where the money was, because of course they did. And goblins? Well… it’s a long story.



See, somewhere along the line, something went wrong, or right, depending on how you look at it. Something happens to someone and a small green creature called “Goblin” was “born” differently. Smarter. Sneakier. Handsome as hell. Me.

Now, if you’re expecting some tragic backstory where I whimper about not knowing my origins, think again. I know exactly where I come from. I know why I exist… or I knew… I guess I knew… it’s confusing… Whatever, don’t ask dumb questions!

Come on, you really think I’m going to spoil all the juicy details right now? Please. That’d be like giving away the punchline before the joke (Only losers do that). And trust me, this is one hell of a joke.

Nobody else knew what I was, though. To them, I was just an anomaly, a freak of nature. But I wasn’t just another mindless green pest. I could think. I could talk. I could plan. And that, my dear idiot, made me the most dangerous thing in the world.

The world discovered things about goblins. I had plans. And trust me, things were about to get a whole lot messier.



Stick around, because we’re just getting started. We just scratched the surface in this first Steam News, it’s a three part story!

Next up? We’re not in the Styx Cinematic Universe (Don’t sue me, Mouse), but in any superhero origin story out there (This bunch of weirdos wearing underwear), in our next Steam News, I’ll tell you MY story in Styx: Master of Shadow. The real juicy stuff. The betrayals, the bloodshed, the bodies piling up in the dark. But fair warning: if you don’t like spoilers, you might want to grow a spine before we get there. Because once we dive in, there’s no turning back.

- A universe of idiots, Empires, and one genius goblin (me) - The Story of Styx - Part 1 (As told by me) - The Story of Styx - Part 2 (Still told by Me)
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Ho and have you wishlisted my upcoming next adventure Styx: Blades of Greed yet? No? Of course not. You didn’t even think about it, did you? Typical. You’re human. Thinking Isn't exactly your strong suit.

Do yourself a favor, add it now before you forget again. Trust me, you’ll want in on this one.

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Cyanide and Nacon have announced Styx: Blades Of Greed, the third in a trilogy of goblin stealth games known for puke-based mechanics and many a snarky note-to-self. I never completed the previous Styx: Master Of Shadows or Styx: Shards Of Darkness, and if I'm honest, I fear Cyanide's impish infiltrator is doomed to forever butt his smirking, warty head against the 6/10 glass ceiling, with Thief's Garrett flashing V-signs on the other side.

Still, I have a certain respect for the series. There aren't many third-person sneakers like this any more, still fewer that have successfully gotten away with a protagonist who sounds like a chaddy Sam Fisher and looks like he should be cleaning toilets in Moria. So a quiet hip-hooray, then, for Blades Of Greed, which is out later in 2025. Here's a trailer.

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ll hail Styx. Or actually, don't: I loathe Styx, but I quite like the games he features in. Styx is a sneering, diminutive goblin with a toxic personality, and while he lacks charm he's very good at sneaking unseen through giant stealth sandboxes. A real run-of-the-mill asshole, then...
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