((Alone and hopelessly lost in the dark woods, sudden laughter breaks the silence. A cloaked figure emerges, its face hidden by the shadows. As you approach, its laughter distorts, chilling you. The figure stops and moves its hands to the hood of its cloak, revealing a face of nothing but blackness, except for two eyes that shine with a piercing red glow.))

The figure whispers eerily. — I am the shadow that consumes all light, the darkness that swallows all hope... And you, my dear, are lost.