The Holy Necromantic Empire of The Emerald Legion is a gargantuan, efficient nation, ruled by The wizard with an iron fist, and notable for its barren, inhospitable landscape, smutty television, and prohibition of alcohol. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical, humorless, devout population of 27.889 billion Legionairieses 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 medium-sized, corrupt, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Law & Order, and Industry. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of The Emerald City. The average income tax rate is 93.9%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Emerald Legionian economy, worth a remarkable 9,483 trillion Bezants a year, is broadly diversified and mostly comprised of black market activity, especially in Arms Manufacturing, Information Technology, Uranium Mining, and Woodchip Exports. State-owned companies are reasonably common. Average income is an amazing 340,038 Bezants, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.9 times as much as the poorest.

School guidance counselors recommend monastic vows as an alternative to higher education, visual acuity is worsening amongst teenagers, foreign leaders who don't applaud The wizard's speeches are regarded as enemies of The Emerald Legion, and The wizard's Dreadnought-class tankbuster limousine is said to have more ammunition than the entire Brancalandian Army. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a very well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. The Emerald Legion's national animal is the Mechaneko, which is also the nation's favorite main course, and its national religion is a death cult.

The Emerald Legion is ranked 4,647^th in the world and 18^th in Yggdrasil for Most Scientifically Advanced, scoring 582.85 on the Kurzweil Singularity Index.