With the agreement signed, the delegates had remained within the meeting hall to discuss what to do with the Billions of droids under their control.
Yrena, once again taking center stage, began to outline a plan for the droids. "We propose a widespread program of droid reconditioning. We would remove any combat protocols and repurpose them for peacekeeping, reconstruction, and other public services," she started, her tone steady and confident.
A murmur rippled through the delegates, but it was the elderly Neimoidian who broke through the low hum of conversation. "That would render our armies useless," he argued, concern etched across his face.
"True," agreed Yrena, meeting the Neimoidian's eyes. "But it would also ensure that these droids are used for the common good rather than escalating military tensions. This isn't to disarm you but to repurpose your resources for rebuilding."
The Neimoidian nodded slowly, seeming to understand and appreciate her point.
Leia stepped forward with an addendum: "Furthermore, we propose that a portion of the droids be tasked with environmental recovery efforts on war-ravaged planets."
This proposal was met with greater approval, as many of the delegates represented corporations profiting from resource-rich planets that had been devastated by war.
"Don't fret about the expenses, as the Terran Ascendancy will reimburse the Corporations for their assistance by granting them exclusive benefits such as priority in transporting goods and lucrative government contracts."
As Leia concluded, there was a palpable shift in the room. The delegates, who had previously been steeled to defend their resources and armies, seemed to visibly relax. For many of them, this proposal was more than fair - it was advantageous.
With that the meeting had concluded and everybody left with a satisfied expression. And within the next couple of days the news was made public to the rest of the Galaxy.
The CIS was disbanded and the corporations were integrated into the Terran Ascendency alongside their planets. Now all that remained was the Imperial Remnants who were not a threat as they had no central leadership.
And they were already being cleaned up by the Terran fleet. The Newly formed New Republic was also retaking planets from the Imperial Remnants, and had established their new Capital on Alderaan.
The existence of the New Republic was only allowed because Alexander didn't see them as a threat, and their existence ensured the people that he was anti democratic.
If he chooses to annihilate them, it will only spark more uprisings throughout the Galaxy, resulting in potentially millions or billions of deaths and a prolonged period of internal turmoil. This is exactly what he predicted would happen and could last for years to come should he choose to annihilate them. So for now he would allow them to exist.
The core worlds were mostly under his control with a few small sectors under the control of the New Republic, While the Mid-rim was completely dominated by his forces with a few worlds joining the New Republic after the collapse of the Galactic Empire.
The Outer-rim for the first time in decades was brought under control of a Galactic power and was not in the hands of gangsters and criminal syndicates.
Approximately 80% of the Outer-rim was under the control of the Terran Ascendency with the remaining 20% remaining in the hands of Imperial Remnant and the New Republic.
Each planet under the Terran Ascendency's control was garrisoned by a force of 50k Terran soldiers and 50 Guardian Knights.
To ensure stability and security, each planet under the Terran Ascendancy's control boasted a garrison of 50,000 seasoned Terran soldiers and 50 Guardian Knights. This carefully calculated deployment was the maximum number of forces that could be allocated to each planet, taking into account the vast number of worlds within the galaxy.
Of course, smaller populations numbering in the hundreds of thousands received a smaller garrison, while uninhabited planets were surveyed for hidden resources and potential settlement by populations from overcrowded worlds.
On Lothal, as the Terran soldiers and Guardian Knights patrolled the streets of the planet, a sense of order and control permeated through the atmosphere. The residents, accustomed to the presence of their protectors, went about their daily lives with a blend of unease and comfort.
Commander Reyes, a seasoned veteran of many campaigns, oversaw the operations on Lothal. His sharp gaze scanned the horizon from the command center, always vigilant for any signs of unrest or potential threats. As evening fell and the Artificial of lights illuminated the city below, he took a moment to reflect on the responsibility that weighed heavily on his shoulders.
The delicate balance of power in the galaxy was maintained by the presence of these garrisons on each planet. It was a reminder of the strength and reach of the Terran Ascendancy, but also a testament to the fragility of peace in a universe filled with competing interests and hidden dangers.
With a final glance at the bustling city below, Commander Reyes nodded to his officers, signaling the end of another day in their endless vigil. As he turned away from the view, he knew that tomorrow would bring new challenges and uncertainties, but for now, at least, all was quiet under the watchful eyes of the Terran soldiers and Guardian Knights.