Examples Of Alternate Ending To Frankenstein

“I ought to be thy Adam, but I am rather the fallen angel...” Saying this the monster tells Victor that he just wants to be Victors beloved creation that he is proud of, but that the reality is that he is hated by Victor and all he wants is for the creature to be dead.

“If you do not return when you’ve promised me you would, Prometheus…I will come for you.”

In the chapter the creature says, “‘I entreat you to hear me before you give vent to your hatred on my devoted head’”(105). All the creature wants from Victor is for him to hear its story. Victor believing that the creature is some type of threat continues to threaten the creature. This shows that the creature is the calm and more human character because normally if someone was threatening another person, that person would either try to get away and get help or start threatening the person. In this conversation the creature remains calms and tries to get Victor to listen to its story. One thing the creature says to persuade Victor to hear him out is, “‘I expected this reception,’ said the daemon. ‘All men hate the wretched; how, then, must I be hated, who am miserable beyond all living things! Yet you, my creator, detest and spurn me, thy creature, to whom thou art bound by ties only dissoluble by the annihilation of one of us. You purpose to kill me. How dare you sport thus with life? Do your duty towards me, and I will do mine towards you and the rest of mankind’”(104). The creature said that he expected this reception which tells us that it was he who killed Victor’s brother. This also tells us that Victory’s nature is a little evil because the creature was not surprised on how Victor greeted his creation. Also in this quote the creature says, “All men hate the wretched”, which implies that humans do not like to be around or help people of a lower status. The fact that the creature made this statement shows that humans have some evil in their nature because the creature made this statement based off his observations. This means that Victor is also

“The cruel monster made no answer, but just jumped up and reached out towards my men, grabbed two like a pair of puppies and dashed them on the ground: their brains ran out and soaked into the earth. Then he cut them up limb by limb, and made them ready for supper. He devoured them like a mountain lion,

I glanced up at the clock. It was 12:18. Mrs. Ewert exclaimed, “One or two problems guys.” My heart sunk to my toe. I had langage arts next. Mrs. Berntson was coming back to school after her son went missing. My friends say that she is seeking revenge and locking up kids. I tried not to think about it and did a math problem, I knew they were exaggerating. The bell rang and Mrs. Ewert excused the class. I slowly walked down the crowded hallway. I turned the corner and could see her crusty, burnt door. Now I could believe my friends, Mrs. Berntson has gone crazy! I looked across the hallway and could see my friend, Will. You could tell by his face that he was scared to go in.

Lightning strikes and all of the sudden Victor realizes he has made two mistakes now. As the monsters companion rises Victor falls to his knees clutching his face to hide the tears of his sorrow. He mumbles “i’m so sorry ... i’m.. i’m sorry” not to anyone in particular just for his mistakes. While victor is breaking down the the monster goes to the table his new companion is sitting on and says “now I’m not alone”. the monsters smile fades as he turns to Victor “now there is one last thing to take care of” the monster stamps towards Victor who is still blubbering on the floor. The monster grabs his neck and his hands drop from his face revealing his bloodshot eyes and the dribble from the tears. Victor neither begs for air or struggles against the monster all Victor does is whisper in a raspy voice “thank you”.

It was late one cold fall night in the town of Ingolstadt. In a small laboratory  outside of the university Victor Frankenstein was conducting an experiment to figure out the secrets of the creation of life itself. “ I haven't slept in so long i feel crazy!” said victor to his lab assistant Henry Clerval. “ We have been in this lab for so long i don't know if i remember what Ingolstadt looks like anymore.” Victor has been working himself so hard. He was making his best creation yet… A Monster built from the different parts from the different cadavers used around campus that have been used and dumped. This all started in the death of his mother caroline Frankenstein from Scarlet fever. He has not stopped, he says he has to finish his studies before he continues with anything that this is the most important right now and he won't stop until he's done. Yet throughout the past few months the thought of if what him and henry are doing is right, or if the monster is going to be good or if

Fear-stricken, I fled into the night, terrified by what could have come from her creation. “How could such a vile thing bring humankind good?” I asked myself, “ How could such a being not have detrimental consequences? I can only hope that I truly have done the right thing.” Standing squarely in the street, only ten minutes from the house of which I came, I convinced myself that my worries were of unreasonable extent; surely the Creature would uphold his end of the agreement since I upheld my own. With that in mind, I slowly made my way back to the Bride.

Her large amber eyes gazed up at the skeletal creature, taking a moment to really take in what kind of creature she /was/. It seemed that she had summoned this dead woman herself, since it was highly unlikely that someone else who just happened to be a necromancer in the area had summoned her instead. Although she was still anxious of the possible living doll that was still lurking through the woods, she decided to brush it off for now. “a-ah, yes. Surely it would be frightful.” Although hesitant, Kinaktok reached up and pulled herself up to her feet with the skeleton’s hand. Bare, skeletal hands were cold to the touch, and felt extremely fragile. She quickly dusted off her uniform, glancing up at the creature once more with a curious smile.

“I say,” The large man who now seemed powerless and small next to the gigantic Beast shouted, “we burn it, leaving one single breath in its lungs, then we tear it from limbs to limbs!”

I'm that little ugly monster that Frankenstein created.All I remember is laying on this bed with my arms and legs tied down to the bed.I was in this dark lab which had many tools all over the place with no light except a little crack which I could only have one eye open to see out of.There also was a single light bulb swinging making single shadows that crept me out.This creation took 2 years out of my life.It's kinda scary because the parts he made me with is from a graveyard.Frankenstein wanted me to be so cute but guess what I came out ugly.His skin was crinkly and his aroma smelled like he just came from a pig pen.

Unfortunately, on my trip, I experienced a run-in with the creature who told me his story. He made the attempt to persuade me to make him a mate however, I realized the mistake I would be making if I gave the monster his wish, so I refused. In doing so, I invoked his rage provoking him to swear revenge; that he would be with me on my wedding night with Elizabeth. Eventually, when the wedding took place, I was so anxious and fearful for my own confrontation with the monster, that I dismissed Elizabeth only to suddenly hear her

What happens next is but a mystery to me, because though I had imagined myself to have perished at the depths of the sea, instead I ended up on what seemed like a beach on a deserted island. Presuming

“No buts. Tomorrow at noon you will meet me in the public execution room only to see your life fall in pieces.

“Yes, so it was, centuries ago, before the Mordwahl, before mortals turned their backs on their promises to us. Why should I honor your request?”