In the final chapter of Frankenstein, the creature does express remorse for his heinous acts because they have caused the death of his creator. Certainly, he weeps over the body of Victor Frankenstein, whom he has loved from the moment he opened his eys, displaying more feeling for Victor than Victor has had for him. As he regards the body of his creator, the creature is filled with the "wildest rage of some uncontrollable passion":
'That is also my victim!...in his murder my crimes are consummated....Oh, Frankenstein! generous and self-devoted being! what does it avail that I now ask thee to pardon me?'
He tells Walton,
But it is true that I am a wretch. I have murdered the lovely and the helpless...I have devoted my creator, the select specimen of all that is worthy of love and admiration among men, to misery....your abhorrence cannot equal that with which I regard myself.
Then, as he looks again upon Victor, the creature speaks of his "bitterest remorse" and tells his creator that the desire Victor has had to seek revenge is not as great as the desire for vengeance against himself that he feels:
Blasted as thou wert, my agony was still superior to thine; for the bitter sting of remorse will not cease to rankle in my wounds until death shall close them for ever.
Despite his having exacted revenge against Victor, the creature feels sorry for his creator and rues that he has destroyed the man he loved in destroying all that Victor loved. Indeed, there is a plea for forgiveness in his awful remorse.