A What Slayer?

"Jeff, are you okay? I hope you are okay, you did kind of just died." Jeff blankly stares at the self proclaimed Thot Slayer King. "What is happening right now? Am I really dead-dead," King nods. "It is truly unfortunate, you had such a good life ahead of you... and it was all ruined by that THOT!"

Jeff scratches his head, "Thot? Oh wait- My friends told me about that. It is someone who is a hoe... Correct?" King stands up from his chair which disappears within the abyss. "WRONG! Every female is a thot, unless she is a loli. Unless she is a loli influenced by the thots, which is a danger to society."

King walks toward Jeff, placing his hands on Jeff's shoulders. "Anyway, when you died, you whole heartedly believed that the girl that you were hanging out with was a Thot and that she was the main reason for your death. Now you are in the presence of a Thot Slayer."

"What does any of this mean? Am I going to heaven or hell?" King tightens his grip on Jeff, "You are being reborn with a much greater task than anything you were previously doing."

"Better than saving the world?"

"Yes."

"Now tell me, are you willing to free the world of all Thots?"

"What if I say no?"

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"Then you go on to purgatory for almost a century. Tell me would you like to stay in this dark abyss for 100 years or slay Thots for 100 years?"

Jeff puts his hand to his chin, thinking, he does put up a decent argument. "Sure, I'll join your Thot Slayer group or whatever, nothing better to do."

King loosens his grip, turning his back on Jeff, laughing. "Whew, then shall we be on our way."

King snaps his fingers. The transparent ground underneath them seemingly disappears. They both enter a freefall filled with mostly darkness. The only sound that could be heard was the constant screaming from Jeff and the laughing of King, who was drinking tea in one hand with the Thot Slayer Chronicles in his other hand. It didn't take long for the complete darkness to gain signs of protruding light. The bottomless pit had become a hole with a tangible ground.

*KAPOOSH!*

Jeff and the King had finally landed. Jeff was stuck in the ground, struggling to get up. He felt a cold sensation throughout his body, along with a cold sensation he felt someone tugging at his leg. He is lifted up by King who sets him up straight with empty hands. Jeff shivers all over as the sounds of a blizzard bombard his eardrums. "Why the hell are we in the artic!" King smiles, walking closer to the center of the blizzard, instinctively Jeff follows King.

"Jeff, when we arrive to our destination I will explain everything and answer any questions you have for me. It is much too cold to answer questions, but it is the only natural barrier between us and our enemies."

Jeff's teeth chatter as he barely lets out, "W-w-who are o-our en-enemies?"

King smiles, "Thots, Thot lovers, people who are after lolis, and possible future plot twist villains."

Jeff attempts to reply, but his mouth feels frozen shut, his nose was running, and his shivering had intensified. Will I die again, this time of hypothermia? Jeff trips on himself and begins falling into the snow. However he is caught by King, "Sorry about that Jeff, we have been walking for a bit now. Don't worry you won't die. Natural things can no longer kill you, but you can damn well feel the effects of it."

King straightens Jeff up, forcing him to put his arms to the side. Jeff's head hung low, but King forced it up and straight. "Look ahead of you, you should be able to see it." Jeff could barely see anything with the mixture of hypothermia and the blizzard, his sight was heavily blurred. From it he could see a blob of brown in the horizon. "Jeff, that is our bas-" Jeff passes out from the extreme cold.