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After being attacked and marked by a demonic entity, Gingiberi gained some strange new abilities. She can now control the spirits of those who have died, although her personal favorite is the ghost of a long-dead primal lion. When she isn’t using her abilities to “prank” her pridemates, she uses them to hunt poachers for sport. The primal phantom really enjoys these hunts, as it has a vendetta against those humans who were responsible for the death of the primal as well as the deaths of its family.
Unfortunately for Gingiberi, the primal spirit managed to finally find peace and move on after she unknowingly used it to take out a group of humans, thinking that these humans were of little significance. Turns out these humans were actually kin to the very poachers that had been responsible for the restlessness of the primal spirit. When the massacre was complete, the primal spirit suddenly dissipated and its essence was carried away by a freak gust of wind. Gingiberi tried to summon the spirit back but it had long since moved onto whatever afterlife awaited it. The connection was lost somehow, which angered Gingiberi and caused her to accidentally summon an evil entity that fed on the negativity of mortals. In an unseen turn of events, the entity somehow managed to merge with Gingiberi, and she was transformed into an enigmatic, immortal being with astonishing abilities. Much like the red horse of war, Gingiberi had the ability to control the minds of mortal creatures and turn them against each other. She found the fact that even the most docile creatures could suddenly become bloodthirsty killing machines that would randomly fight their kin to the death both intriguing and, horrifyingly enough, quite amusing to watch.
One day, she decided that the name “Gingiberi” was no longer fitting. She believed that it didn’t invoke the sense of fear and hostility which she had come to enjoy so much, so she decided to change it. She took up the name “Atrocitas”, a far cry from the seemingly mundane name that she used to have in her mortal life, which she had come to view as meaningless.
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