A sinister and haunting figure known as the LIFESTEALER lurks in the shadows, draped in a tattered cloak that seems to absorb the very light around it. Its hollow, glimmering eyes peer out from beneath a hood, seeking the vitality of unsuspecting victims. With gnarled, elongated fingers that reach out like the tendrils of a dark abyss, it silently prowls the night, feeding off the energy of the living. Each step it takes leaves a withering trail, its presence a chilling reminder of an insatiable hunger for life-force. Amidst whispering winds and rustling leaves, it moves with an eerie grace, a phantom of creeping dread, perpetually chasing the essence of life to sustain its own cursed existence.