There is a man whose word are like soft whispers in the halls of the Jury. Like a beautiful song that tells about wisdom and justice. It is said that this man, this primordial creature rose from the beneath, from the most hidden places of the world. There he was protected, protected from the darkness of corruption that had buried its claws deep into the world. They say his heart is pure, like newly fallen snow. He is Sefidsha, the White king of Infinity. It is rumored that this primordial being has some of the deadliest executioners there ever was. No one has been able to confirm this though.