The Cult of Apollyon is a mammoth, genial nation, ruled by Precentor Manei Domini with an even hand, and renowned for its barren, inhospitable landscape and compulsory military service. The hard-working, devout population of 8.764 billion Apollyonians have some civil rights, but not too many, enjoy the freedom to spend their money however they like, to a point, and take part in free and open elections, although not too often.

The large government juggles the competing demands of Spirituality, Defense, and Education. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Portent. The average income tax rate is 49.5%.

The Apollyonian economy, worth 390 trillion C-bills a year, is fairly diversified and led by the Uranium Mining industry, with major contributions from Arms Manufacturing, Automobile Manufacturing, and Woodchip Exports. State-owned companies are reasonably common. Average income is 44,509 C-bills, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 3.7 times as much as the poorest.

The nation has nearly as many history museums as Apollyonians, Brancalandian Brie isn't available anywhere in Apollyon, frustrated teenage boys are told that if they like it then they should have put a ring on it, and the military is blowing up any threat to employment within the nation. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Apollyon's national animal is the horse, which can occasionally be seen sifting through garbage in the nation's cities, and its national religion is Blakism.

Apollyon is ranked 211,649^th in the world and 1^st in Lilongwe for Highest Average Incomes, with 44,509.92 Standard Monetary Units.