Oooh, New Place!

[Beware Ye Who Enter Here]

In the almost pitch black coldness of space a purple warp portal appeared. The portal was large enough for three continent sized ships to come out of with great distance in between. It was so far away however, that it would look like a dot on the planet below. Three black and red painted Zarethian Olympian class ships appeared in the system. They were exploring for the source of the negative energy.

"Captain, habitable planet in system." A navigation officer announced on the mile wide, white lighted bridge.
"Bring it up on the view screen." The captain of the middle ship ordered. The other captains had a similar idea.

They brought up an image of immaculate detail. "Prepare a landing party. Let us see if there is any life there." The captain said calmly, relaying his message to the other captains.

Twenty minutes later, a team of ten ZPAA Armored Marines arrived on the planet's largest city and started exploring. The city looked like it was slightly ruined.

[Beware Ye Who Enter Here]

The Zarethians found some survivors though the city was in ruin. They took them under their wing and began to build on the planet. Military structures first, then prefabricated shelters. Soon there were many factories, houses, political buildings and shield defenses on the planet. It was now Zarethian as were its citizens. They had the choice of either becoming Zarethian citizens where they would recieve the freedoms there of or they could leave to a pocket dimension to start their own government again.
The Zarethians provided for the people they found and buried those that were dead. They were kind people they did want to help. They werent in it sorely for imperialistic gain.

The people would be able to keep their homes. Their businesses would be given a helping hand. They would be able to keep their life as close to the same as before except there is no totalitorian government. Some would accept help from the aliens, after what they saw, others may not. Those might stay to incite rebellion or just mutter around, arguing about it.