VegasPete new chapter [English Translation]

I Don't Become the Satan

This is an unofficial fan-made English translation of the new VegasPete chapter. This is my own version of the Google-translated chapter (this is an improved version and I didn't only use google translate, so don't worry). I added some sentences and changed words so it would make more sense; therefore, I'm not sure how much of it is accurate (I basically did a lot of rewriting, but still tried to portray the same meaning). The changes I made are based on common sense and my understanding of the novel/ flow of events. This was not beta read.

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"You shouldn't be doing it... like this, Vegas... you shouldn't be doing this at all!" Pete gripped the gun in his hand in pain. He was suffering from an emotion that would linger within him for a very long time. His body trembled, and his face bent down as tears flowed unstoppably from his eyes.

"...Pete." Vegas' eyes stared at his lover's expression in shock. His gray shirt was stained with blood and sweat, all of it from the battle that never seemed to end...

"Shoot!!! If you think you're brave!!!!!" Screamed Porsche. He was lying on the ground, using both of his hands to lift himself up. It looked like his spirit was broken. Pete pointed the barrel of the gun above Porsche's head. His forefinger was touching the trigger as he tried to resist the turmoil of emotions that kept running inside of him. It was hard for him to control his emotions.

"Pete... put the gun down first," Vegas said with a hoarse voice, trying to intervene.

"You! Don't come close to me!" Said Pete, who could no longer suppress his anger. He switched his target now, aiming at Vegas to signal him to stop. That made Vegas halt immediately. Pete's empty eyes stared at Vegas as if there was nothing left between them.

"I'm sorry..." Vegas let out remorsefully. He tried to avoid the empty gaze of his lover in order to not break his heart anymore...because of himself...because of him...Pete became like this.

While Pete struggled to put out the burning flames of his self-consciousness and concentrate on what he was planning to do, to his surprise, Porsche rose from the ground and stole the gun that was in Pete's hand.

"Damn it!!!!" Pete stumbled backwards and crashed against the wall. His hand was trying to hold onto the gun tightly. He was trying to push himself from the wall as he gathered all of his strength to fight the person in front of him.

"Porsche!!!! Stop!!!!" Vegas rushed in, trying to stop the two from fighting again.

"Release it, bastard!!!"

"Porsche!!!!!!" The three of them kept on fighting. They kept relentlessly snatching up the gun from each other's hands.

"Mr. Porsche! The main family car is coming this way!" The sound of one of his subordinates was heard through the abandoned warehouse before Porsche managed to use his last strength as he grabbed the gun and pulled the trigger.

Bang!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The three of them were stunned, looking at each other in shock... before Vegas shouted in shock.

"Pete!!!!!!!!!!!!" Vegas' eyes widened, and he almost became unconscious as he saw his lover slowly collapsing to the ground.

"Vegas! Hurry up!!!" Porsche tried to regain consciousness and drag Vegas straight to the exit in chaos. Porsche side smoke bombs were dropped all over the warehouse as they ran away, leaving only traces of battle-broken things and Pete's body - that kept lying in the darkness, alone in this warehouse...