(Others/Unnamed type of) OCs

Asterix's beginning of new life

In Greece

Salomo: Ελπίζω να μείνετε καλά στο ταξίδι σας (I hope you stay well on your trip)

Asterix: Θα είμαι καλά, νιώθω έτοιμος να ζήσω μόνος μου τώρα. Χάρη σε εσένα. (I'll be fine, I feel ready to live on my own now. Thanks to you.)

Salomo: Έκανα ό, τι μπορούσα για να σε φροντίσω. Ακόμα κι αν προκάλεσες πολλά προβλήματα. (I did what I could to take care of you. Even if you caused a lot of trouble.)

Asterix: heh, αυτό ήταν πολύ καιρό πριν, αλλά νομίζω ότι είναι καλύτερο αν προχωρήσω από εδώ μαζί με αυτά τα όπλα που μου εμπιστεύτηκες να φροντίσω. (that was so long ago but I think it's best if I move on from here along with these weapons you entrusted me to take care of.)

Salomo: μην βάζεις τον εαυτό σου σκληρά σε αυτά τα όπλα, η ζωή σου έχει μεγαλύτερη σημασία. Ελπίζω να μεγαλώσετε περισσότερο όπως κάθε ενήλικος. Έχετε ένα σπίτι, μια οικογένεια και μια ευτυχισμένη ζωή. (don't put yourself hard on those weapons, your life matters more. I hope you grow up more like every adult. Have a home, family, and a happy life.)

The boat rings it's bell repeatedly

Salomo: Πήγαινε τώρα, θα είμαι καλά μόνος μου. Ελπίζω να ακούσω νέα σου. (Go now, I'll be fine on my own. I hope to hear from you.)

Asterix: *nods and gets on the boat* Γεια σου, θα μου λείψεις! (Bye, I'll miss you!)

And with that Asterix left Greek and moved to the U.S.A. to live in his own new life. Until that day...

Artific: *running off with a sword and the wideblade*

Asterix: stop right there!

Artific: *stops* persistence *turns around* why do you care so much over some weapons?

Asterix: because they're from my homeplace and I been entrusted with them.

Artific: to bad you wont get them back.

Asterix: why?

Artific: because you'll forget about them *activates a flash bomb and use weird magic on him*

Asterix: what's going on? Why do I feel weird?

Artific: You'll forget about the sword and the wideblade *snaps his fingers causing Asterix unconscious* Hmph, you let your guard easily thanks to your emotions. *walks off*

few days later

Asterix: *wakes up in his bedroom* ! What happened? *feels his head* ugh, my head. I feel like I'm forgetting something... *gets up and walks to the weapons room and noticed an empty box* huh, why is this empty? The rest have weapons in them but this one doesn't?...

Suddenly his memories came back in a blink of an eye.

Asterix: The sword and the wideblade! That reptile stole them and ran off.

Asterix runs out and looks around to see any traces of Artific but no luck as he now has a mission to recover those two weapons while continuing his new life.