General Aleksandr Kerensky
The Last Blade of the League
When the League of Stars crumbled beneath betrayal, and hope flickered like a dying lantern in the shadow of tyranny, it was General Aleksandr Kerensky who rose—not as a king, nor a claimant, but as the last loyal sword of a broken age. Revered as a war hero, mourned as an exile, and remembered as a symbol of duty beyond politics, Kerensky stands as one of the most enduring legends of the Sphere.
Born into a modest but respected military lineage, Aleksandr Kerensky ascended through the League’s officer ranks not through title, but through discipline, honor, and quiet brilliance. A man of few words and unshakable principles, he earned the loyalty of soldiers and the respect of diplomats alike. When political infighting threatened to derail the League’s stability, Kerensky remained steadfast—a general who obeyed no banner but the League itself.
He served faithfully under both First Lord Jonathan Cameron and his successor, Richard Cameron. Though he harbored concerns over the League’s growing instability, Kerensky remained loyal to its institutions, determined to preserve unity through measured action. But when Stefan Amaris betrayed the League, murdered the Celestial Council, and crowned himself in the ashes of Lumina’s Hearth, Kerensky did not hesitate.
Refusing to bend the knee to a tyrant, he gathered what remained of the League’s loyalist forces—soldiers, mages, engineers, and exiled statesmen—and launched what history would remember as Operation Reclamation. His campaign against Amaris was not swift. It was arduous, bloody, and waged on shattered ley lines and poisoned ground. His troops fought against summoned horrors, corrupted constructs, and entire cities twisted by Amaris’s dark sorcery. Yet through every battle, Kerensky endured, leading from the front with a blade of star-forged steel and armor etched with the sigils of every fallen province.
When his forces finally breached the ruins of Lumina’s Hearth, they found only ghosts and echoes. The battle was apocalyptic. Amaris was slain, but the city was lost, and with it, the dream of a united Sphere. The League of Stars died not with a declaration, but with a sigh—a silence Kerensky could not fill.
He refused the crown. Offered rulership over the surviving realms, Kerensky declined. He believed that another empire born so quickly from the League’s ashes would only repeat its failures. Instead, he made a final, fateful decision: he gathered the remnants of the League’s military—its most loyal soldiers, scholars, and families—and led them into exile, deep beyond the known reaches of the Sphere, aboard what became known as the Last Armada.
His reasons remain debated. Some say he feared civil war among the loyalists. Others say he sought to preserve the League’s ideals in a place untouched by its corruption. Many believe he intended to return when the Sphere was ready—but that day never came.
To this day, no one knows where Kerensky’s fleet went, or whether his descendants yet survive in the deep reaches beyond the Astral Paths. But his name lives on—in oaths, in orders, and in the hearts of those who still believe the Sphere can be more than a battleground.
“I do not serve a flag—I serve the future. And I will not let it burn while I still draw breath.”
— General Aleksandr Kerensky, before the Siege of the Hearth
He was the League’s final defender, its conscience made flesh, and perhaps, its last hope.
And though he vanished into legend, the stars remember him still.
