In the last Chapter, Chapter 24, the creature is at Frankenstein's deathbed. He looks over him and tells the narrator about his own plight and suffering. He explains to him that he has been accused and sought out for his crimes but the ones who had hurt him will never suffer for their actions. He becomes filled with remorse that he ahs played revenge against Victor, but he still has anger at having been created. He realizes that with Victor gone he has no need to exist and that the memory of them both will fade.
But soon," he cried with sad and solemn enthusiasm, "I shall die, and what I now feel be no longer felt. Soon these burning miseries will be extinct. I shall ascend my funeral pile triumphantly and exult in the agony of the torturing flames. The light of that conflagration will fade away; my ashes will be swept into the sea by the winds. My spirit will sleep in peace, or if it thinks, it will not surely think thus. Farewell."(199)
Following the stating of his last words, Frankenstein's creation climbs on a raft where he is taken away deep into the night by the waves.