The Democratic Republic of Malerion is a tiny, orderly nation, renowned for its barren, inhospitable landscape, state-planned economy, and stringent health and safety legislation. The hard-nosed, cynical population of 8 million Expendables are ruled without fear or favor by a psychotic dictator, who outlaws just about everything and refers to the populace as "my little playthings."

The enormous, moralistic, socially-minded, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Defense, and Education. The average income tax rate is 73.3%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The weak Expendable economy, worth 231 billion VioCredits a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. The industrial sector, which is quite specialized, is led by the Uranium Mining industry, with major contributions from Arms Manufacturing, Woodchip Exports, and Retail. Average income is 28,936 VioCredits, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

A favorite "life hack" for gap year backpackers is to pretend to be homeless for government handouts, the most notorious criminals are given the Consequences of Your Actions Award, preschoolers outnumber veteran politicians in government, and debates on whether toilet seats should be left up or down are increasingly commonplace. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to the all-pervasive police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Malerion's national animal is the War machine, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Malerion is ranked 282,508^th in the world and 487^th in Starlight for Most Developed, scoring 49.2 on the Human Development Index.