Crash Bandicoot 4: It's About Time Apr 2026

Their journey was a kaleidoscopic blur. One moment, they were grinding on vines in a prehistoric jungle, narrowly dodging the snapping jaws of a T-Rex; the next, they were wall-running through the neon-soaked skylines of in the year 2084.

Silence returned to N. Sanity Island. Coco went back to her inventions, and Tawna vanished back into the multiverse with a wink. Crash, exhausted from saving every reality in existence, looked at a Wumpa fruit, shrugged, and fell back into his hammock. The multiverse was safe, but more importantly, it was finally time for that nap. Crash Bandicoot 4: It's About Time

Along the way, they crossed paths with an old flame—. But she wasn't the damsel Crash remembered. This version was a battle-hardened pirate from another dimension, wielding a grappling hook and a "no-nonsense" attitude that made even the toughest crates look soft. Even the reformed Dingodile joined the fray, mostly because a rift had sucked up his diner and he wanted his kitchen back. Their journey was a kaleidoscopic blur

Out tumbled , a frantic Quantum Mask with a personality as jittery as a caffeinated firefly. "Crash! Coco! Wake up!" he shrieked. "Neo Cortex and N. Tropy have shattered the boundaries of time and space! They aren't just trying to rule the world anymore—they’re trying to own every yesterday and tomorrow!" Sanity Island

The jungle air of N. Sanity Island was usually thick with the scent of Wumpa fruit, but today, it smelled like ozone and impending doom. was mid-nap, snoring loudly enough to rattle the palm leaves, when a rift in reality tore open right above his head.