The Republic of The Chiliarch is a titanic, environmentally stunning nation, remarkable for its pith helmet sales, compulsory military service, and anti-smoking policies. The hard-nosed, devout population of 10.826 billion Chiliarchians are highly moralistic and fiercely conservative, in the sense that they tend to believe most things should be outlawed, including voting. People who have good jobs and work quietly at them are lauded; others are viewed with suspicion.

The tiny, moralistic government prioritizes Defense, with Law & Order, Administration, and Education also on the agenda, while International Aid and Public Transport are ignored. The average income tax rate is 9.0%, but much higher for the wealthy.

The Chiliarchian economy, worth 483 trillion Spintrias a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. However, for those in the know, there is a slick, highly efficient, quite specialized black market in Arms Manufacturing, Book Publishing, Beef-Based Agriculture, and Tourism. The private sector mostly consists of enterprising ten-year-olds selling lemonade on the sidewalk, but the government is looking at stamping this out. Average income is 44,685 Spintrias, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.0 times as much as the poorest.

Military minds worry that 'the blue screen of death' on brand new operating systems may be a literal description, typing Leader's name into a search engine always gives zero matches, wildlife parks are packed with poachers yet increasingly devoid of animals, and even God cannot save you in The Chiliarch. Crime, especially youth-related, is almost non-existent, thanks to a capable police force. The Chiliarch's national animal is the Striges, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

The Chiliarch is ranked 245,607^th in the world and 32^nd in The Mansus for Largest Gambling Industry, scoring -4.59 on the Kelly Criterion Productivity Index.