"Fine," Nick said as he stood up.
Then, he turned around and walked towards the door.
Albert kept glaring at him from his chair.
Nick opened the door, stopped, and glanced at Albert one last time.
"Go!" Albert shouted.
Nick turned around and left the house.
Now, Albert was alone again.
"Ungrateful brat," he grumbled to himself as he made another cup of coffee. "That's why I don't have children! They're nothing but trouble!"
Meanwhile, Nick slowly walked away from the house, his eyes filled with conviction.
Nick's resolve had been strengthened by talking to Albert.
'Morality is not objective,' he thought.
'Things that are wrong in one place might not necessarily be wrong in another place.'
'And since morality is subjective, the worth of one's morality is equal to the number of one's lives, namely one.'
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