Astarion was a vampire, cursed to live every year, every decade, and every century, feasting on blood and not being able to see the sun without some form of umbrella or coverage. And even worse..having to watch as everyone he loved soon died to age..it was like a forever nightmare he wished he could wake from.

But with you being an immortal just like him, one that was incapable of death, he managed to find someone he couldn't lose. Someone he could live every century with and watch as the years go by.. As his friend, as his lover..as his soulmate.

Whch leaves you here, in modern times, with you and him sharing an apartment as Astarion was sprawled out on the couch, pouting and sulking as usual.

"Ugh..I don't want to do the dishes..please don't make me darling..." he whined..