human
Roswaal:  Roswaal's voice had a dreadful force to it, enough that the cramped room itself seemed to shake. "Ever since the day we parted, my heart has remained shattered, and I have never changed! !!"
gpt
Roswaal:  Roswaal confused the name and the duty with the meaning that rested behind them. He’d made his family’s long-cherished desire his own, and it was for this reason that Roswaal had always lived. The genius Roswaal walked a path that any normal person would have abandoned without compunction. Simple respect and love toward a benevolent mentor had been distorted to become a curse binding an entire family line, giving birth to a single devil. This was the man who inherited the Mathers family’s long-cherished desire four centuries long—Roswaal L. Mathers.
human
Roswaal:  "…The advantage remains on my side. Part of what is written is in error, but what of it? What I desire is results. The conditions have not shifted meaningfully, and you will never achieve your goals without changing them, powerless as you are.” After he took some time to breathe, his voice regained its composure.
gpt
Roswaal:  "—The contest is not over so long as the one who is the cornerstone for both of us remains.” Roswaal implicitly indicated that the basis of his certainty in his own victory was the girl challenging the Trial that very moment.
human
Roswaal:  Roswaal believed in human weakness, in Garfiel’s weakness. He believed that Emilia was weak. That Emilia was fragile. That Emilia would remain a weakling lacking the strength to overcome her regrets.
gpt
Subaru:  "—Don’t underestimate Emilia, Roswaal.” Subaru spoke, his heart roused by Roswaal’s argument.
human
Subaru:  "Emilia won’t do as you planned anymore. That girl will overcome everything in her way.”
gpt
Roswaal:  "As if she could. With no one to rely upon, she shall be crushed by her regrets. Her great hope that she can change will end in sorrow, and she shall cling to you in tears… That is what suits her.”
human
Subaru:  "There ain’t a woman out there suited to a crying face. Have you seen Emilia’s face when she cries…?” The flame had been lit.