Mosa the Gardevoir

Mosa would be born into a family who's ideas revolved around keeping the idea of humans existing alive even after they had disappeared so long ago. The disappearance of which left his ancestors devastated and searching for the ones they called their masters. Though as time would go on, it became clear that they weren't coming back. To keep the memory of humans alive, they would attempt to preserve their lineage by keeping their own documents, examining other documentations (books, papers, etc), and most importantly keeping human artifacts on their person.
Mosa himself would live a life constantly moving when he was with his parents, following them wherever and whenever they went without question. To him, that was all he had known, any friends he had developed, if any would quickly be left behind once word spread to his parents. Who had faithfully followed their families traditions.
Things however, wouldn't be all that bad for the male however. Though he and his parents were constantly moving, his parents were caring of him. Taking him to places he'd never would have seen if it weren't from them. Along with that, he always found himself listening to all of the stories his mother had told him when they were walking together or when he was going to bed. His father who was brought into the family by means of mating would be just as important of a character in his life as well, a male who took him out to experience the things each new place offered. Though it wasn't the most lavished and lustrous life, it was a good one to him at least.
When he reached his teenage years, his parents would steadily begin to teach him how to decipher the human language and even try to speak it. Which had been done with the help of the few books they kept with them, and that he was now given access to. For hours Mosa found himself trying to understand how the human language worked, steadily learning some words here and there, though it was all a challenge to him. At the end of three months, he would have finished one out of the three books using the help of his own notebook that he had purchased one day that he had filled with notes of his own.
The months following dealing with the two other human books would prove to be easier with the help of his notebook. That contained his own writings as well as translations of what the books held in them. Less than a month later, he would manage to decipher the second book with the third one following in another month. What was once the child of the group of three, was growing to be the translator of them.
By the time he was 18 he would finally evolve into a full fledged Gardevoir, he had also grown tired of living like a nomad, and had talked to his parents about leaving to be on his own. The results of which would leave him engaging in a conversation between him and his parents that would end once Mosa mentioned the ability for him to possibly find more information of humanity. They agreed that he could go out on his own if he found a place to stay.
The task itself would provide a challenge for him as wherever they went, they soon left before he finally managed to find a place among the La Casa Monstro guild. With one final goodbye, as well as a parting gift, him and his parents parted ways. Mosa was now free to be his own person.
The gift they left behind would be his own artifact of a preserved article of human clothing, now being his hoodie that he wears all the time, albeit slightly modified to fit his chest piece. Other than that, there would be nothing visually remarkable about it.
For the most part things have been good. Though he doesn't fully follow the ideas of using, and though his duty of preserving the idea of humans existing is important, he has also found himself keeping records for the guild. Mosa also found himself at times to help perform rescues down innthe dungeons in hopes of discovering items he could bring up with him to the surface.
Though during this time, something had felt off, despite his parents going off on their own, they agreed to send him letters and openly communicate with him. Something he couldn't have been able to do due to their moving location. Eventually he started to worry about them, and was even tempted to abandon his post to go look for them. Though he stopped himself before that actually happened.
A year later, a letter did come in addressed to him, though it wasn't from his parents. Instead it was from the guard of a town him and his parents had gone through on more than one occasion. Stating what he had fear. His parents were dead. Killed by supposedly a group of robbers who wanted to take them for all they had, and in the end even their lives.
The news had devastated Mosa as not only had he abandoned his post on more than one occasion only to return. But he began to abandon his families ideas, ignoring whenever he heard rumors of human artifacts, not writing new words whenever he saw them in dungeons, hell he even thought about destroying some of his own books. Though in the end he relented.
A year after the events of what happened, he has managed to contain those emotions with the help of berry juice, which he drinks constantly. The sweet non-alcoholic concoction was one of the few things keeping him going through the nights. And while he has returned to fulfilling the duty of his family, he does so to keep their memory alive as well.