System Failure (Future Tom x Depressed Reader) (Gender neutral)

I'll try to make all the chapters 1,000 words, and update every other weekend, but that can change if you all want it to...

I just wanna make this clear to everyone, MOST TO SOME PEOPLE WHO ARE DEPRESSED ARE NOT, AND I MEAN NOT SUICIDAL, JUST BECAUSE YOU ARE DEPRESSED DOES NOT MEAN YOU ARE SUICIDAL! I suffer from depression, but I am NOT suicidal!

There is mild language, blood/gore in very mild detail (Gotta have that detail) in this story. If there are bloody or gorish parts I will put parentheses when gore is going to start and when it'll end. If there is art in this story, it belongs to it's rightful owners, unless I claim the art as my own.

"Run! (Y/N)!" Tom yelled.

"No! I'm not leaving you to get captured by Red Leader!" (Y/N) replied frantically as they saw Red Leader himself walk in front of his army.

"They want me, I'd say Tord would rather keep you for his... Personal needs." Tom said as calm as he could.

"No," (Y/N) said stubbornly. "I'm going with you to hell and back!" Tom sighed.

"Please," he begged.