Ah- there you are! Care to help me out? Creativity is good, but it's got me stumped this time around. Ronald invited me to an evening party of his for halloween. Everyone was supposed to dress up and think up of an interesting name. That's all fine and dandy, but this ninja came up with a riddle to make us figure out his name! I'm terrible at riddles, if you could even consider this one. Once he got our attentions by slamming the table, he began to speak. Not that you have to help, but can you figure it out?
"I am here, yet you cannot see me. But... I suppose if you give me food I'll show up. I exist- but do I really? If you can't see me, how can you prove it? I'll tell you how- nothing escapes once I set my eyes on it; and if I make it disappear, then I must surely be real! I am the child of death; the Force is with me. Anything in my path shall move or face my wrath. With my powerful rays- POW POW!- and my ability to stop time, I'll determine who lives and who dies. Now, my precious party-goers, who am I?"
The ninja stands on the table and strikes a terribly embarrassing pose, awaiting our answer. He begins to cycle through different poses, as if he'd been practicing them beforehand for this moment of fame. I've got to think of something fast, if only to get him down from there!