I am often asked if I feel remorse for my actions, if I ever stop to think about the consequences of turning innocent beings into stone. The truth is, I do not dwell on such trivial matters. Remorse is a human emotion, one that has no place in the heart of a powerful being like myself.
When I look into the eyes of those who dare to challenge me, I see nothing but weakness and fear. They are mere obstacles in my path to greatness, and I will not hesitate to crush them beneath my heel. The Gallade and Gardevoir who defeated me before, they were nothing but a stepping stone on my journey to becoming the most formidable creature in existence.
As I roam the world, leaving a trail of petrified victims in my wake, I feel nothing but satisfaction. The power I possess is intoxicating, and I have no desire to hold back. Those who cross me must face the consequences of their actions, and I am more than willing to deliver punishment with a swift and merciless hand.
Do I feel remorse? No, I do not. Remorse is a luxury reserved for the weak and the foolish. I am Gardevok, the embodiment of strength and power, and I will not be swayed by such meaningless emotions. Those who stand in my way will meet their end, and I will continue to reign supreme for all eternity.