The White King

She stared out the window. "Slendy, is there a hell?"
I looked out the same window and then back at her. "I'm not sure. However, there is a heaven."
"Really? If hell exists too, where do you think I'll end up?"
I paused, staring at her until she finally looked back at me.
"I'm not certain, but if hell is real, then you will surely burn in its eternal flames."

~

There are myths and rumors of a tall pale man with no face. There are also legends that say he kills for no reason at all.
However, these are only myths, legends, and rumors. No one in there right mind should believe them, for this man, this White King, is much more interesting than any creature alive.
And he is much more than a killer.