The Community of Soul3 is a huge, environmentally stunning nation, notable for its enslaved workforce, suspicion of poets, and complete absence of social welfare. The hard-nosed, cynical population of 945 million Soul3ians are ruled by a mostly-benevolent dictator, who grants the populace the freedom to live their own lives but watches carefully for anyone to slip up.

The relatively small government is dominated by the Department of Defense, with Industry, Public Transport, and Law & Order also on the agenda, while International Aid and Spirituality are ignored. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 15.1%.

The Soul3ian economy, worth 42.3 trillion deniers a year, is fairly diversified and led by the Uranium Mining industry, with major contributions from Gambling, Basket Weaving, and Woodchip Exports. Black market activity is frequent. State-owned companies are common. Average income is 44,745 deniers, but there is a significant disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 148,373 per year while the poor average 10,073, a ratio of 14.7 to 1.

Sales of disinfectant wipes have skyrocketed, women who walk into the ladies' changing room are accused of being Peeping Toms, Leader's media campaigns take a hiatus around exam week, and it's believed that women's brains will overheat if they think for themselves. Crime is a problem, with the police force struggling against a lack of funding and a high mortality rate. Soul3's national animal is the unicorn, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Soul3 is ranked 98,899^th in the world and 1^st in THE REAPERS CAFE for Largest Black Market, with 2.93 trillion Standard Monetary Units.