Beta

> *"Listen to the whispers."*
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Beta is a Predator Survivor and STR type Tank, who has the potential to be promoted to Mythical Grade.

## Background

Deer are skittish by nature, and any slight movement would set the deer off running. Beta had relegated the deer in his mind already in favor of appreciating the scene in front of him.
Ten minutes passed, and the hunter remained motionless. The sounds of birds and other fauna caused the deer to twitch and jump, startled, but returned to nibbling the greenery each time. Soon, the distance between the hunter and his prey became smaller. The hunter did not miss the chance, plunging his spear through its neck. The scene left Beta excited. After his successful hunt, the mystery hunter came out of the bush and removed some of the camouflage gear to reveal himself. The man, somewhere in his 30s, took a dagger from his ankle and sliced some meat from the deer’s rear leg, and gnawed at the raw venison. Beta came out of the bushes. The rustling sounds that announced Beta altered the hunter, and their eyes met.
“I don't intend to harm you, for now.”
After Beta’s remark, the hunter scanned Beta. The man scoffed and chuckled to himself, replying,
“Wow. I never thought anyone would skin the dead to wear them as trappings. So, what do you want?”
“I watched you kill that deer.”
“Impressive. I didn't notice anything. And you came all the way over here to give me a big round of applause?”
The hunter sneered at Beta. The interloper’s size and aura were an immediate threat to the hunter. Realizing the odds were not in his favor, the hunter sighed deeply and continued.
“As long as you hand over two of the legs, you can get the rest.”
Beta snorted back at him.
“Shrewd. You know that you can't take me, especially without help.”
“How are you so sure? What if my group has guns and arrows on you at this very moment?”
Beta crossed his arms and answered the hunter’s bluff,
“If you had company, you wouldn't have begun to eat by yourself. And the reason you ate it raw is that you don't want to leave a trail.”
Frowning at Beta’s answer, he spat on the ground. Beta spoke the truth of the situation.
“Don’t worry. I think highly of you and how you've adjusted to your life in the wilderness. That’s why I want you in my group. I think it’s not a bad offer from your perspective.”
“Your group? And wear those things’ skin like a coat?”
“Yes. We are the Whisperers. We embrace nature and strive to be one with it. That’s how we live alongside them.”
The hunter put the meat down on the ground and gripped his spears. Standing up, he shook his head.
“Not interested. I am fond of how I live now. Also, I wouldn't be caught dead wearing their skin like that.”
Beta ignored the joke and asked again, not understanding why he rejected so strongly,
“Look at yourself. You disguise yourself as nature using the natural flora. What’s so different from wearing their skins? Both are part of nature.”
“I use what I find around me in nature because I've become part of it, and you're no different. It's just that you try to cover up the truth, and I'd bet money that's what the skin you're wearing underneath actually is.”
As soon as he finished speaking, he gripped his spears harder. He knew what he said would provoke the other man. The philosophy the other man touted was merely a fanatic’s distorted faith to the hunter. Beta heard his words and sighed.
“That’s too bad. I thought you could make for a competent member of my community.”
Tossing his bow aside, Beta unsheathed the two swords at his sides. Before Beta could assume his stance, the hunter charged toward him, spears poised. His quick and accurate attacks told Beta how long the hunter had been in the wilds. Despite his respect for him, Beta knew from the beginning that he had to kill him if the hunter rejected his proposal. One’s basic philosophy cannot be changed easily after all. Now that the hunter rejected the offer, he had become nothing more than an intruder in Beta’s territory. Beta parried the spears, and when his attacker attempted to close in again, he again parried with his swords. The hunter was more agile than Beta thought. The hunter jumped up and turned his body toward his opponent, stabbing Beta. The spear was now stuck in Beta’s shoulder. If it was a typical fight, this could have ended it. However, Beta did not relinquish. Instead, he abandoned one of his swords and grabbed the spear that was halfway through his shoulder, leveraging it to pull the hunter towards him. As this unexpected tactic pulled toward the hunter, his abdomen was slashed open by Beta’s sword.
“What a loss. Someone like you would rank high in our group.”
After his remark, Beta pulled his sword from the victim’s stomach. His intestine dripped out, and the hunter no longer breathed before Beta.
Beta casually cauterized the wound on his shoulder and rubbed some soil into it. Carrying the carcass of the deer over his unwounded shoulder, he started to head back to his group. When he looked back, he spied the dead man on the ground and caught glimpse of the corpse starting to squirm around. Witnessing the corpse becoming one of the dead, Beta smiled.
“Congratulations on becoming one with nature.”

## Skills

 61 | Whisper of Death | On entering combat: Throws a walker’s head at the lowest HP enemy, dealing 120% ATK as damage. The target hit takes 60% of the damage taken by Beta for 15 sec.

## Recommended Gear

Beta is a good Survivor for the Combat Stages, Camp Defense, Alignment Defense and PvP. It's recommended to max out his Personal Gear and give him the Asyl's Best Shoes, Asyl's Luxury Goods or Asyl's Best Ammunition as Special Gear.