"You have got to be fucking kidding me," he muttered. He stood off to one side of the Plaza as people panicked around him, gibbering and chattering away after the gigantic vision of Kayaba vanished from the digital sky above. 

The tip of the ridiculous sword he carried rested on the ground in front of him, arms crossed over the wide base as he considered the situation. 

He had bought the game to play with his kids, their mother moved away and took the kids with her and this had been meant to be a way for them to spend time together and now he was going to lose even more time with them?

"God Dammit!" he roared and spun hard to his right, slamming a fist ineffectualy against the wall behind him. 

He froze, breathing hard and fast for a moment before he reigned in his temper and started looking around. Solo players could survive in a game like SAO, but it was simpler and easier to work with a group. But could he trust anyone here to pull their own and not stab him in the back? 

He needed to find someone to team with, and soon if he intended to survive.