The Royalist States of Vilcey is a colossal, orderly nation, ruled by Artemios Antigonus with an iron fist, and renowned for its barren, inhospitable landscape, ubiquitous missile silos, and digital currency. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical, humorless population of 8.15 billion Vilceyrians are kept under strict control by the oppressive government, which measures its success by the nation's GDP and refers to individual citizens as "human resources."

The medium-sized, corrupt, well-organized government prioritizes Defense, with Law & Order, Education, and Industry also on the agenda, while International Aid and Spirituality receive no funds. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Isle of Old Salt. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 75.5%.

The frighteningly efficient Vilceyrian economy, worth a remarkable 1,688 trillion Vilceyrian Credits a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with major contributions from Information Technology, Uranium Mining, and Woodchip Exports. Black market activity is rampant. Average income is an amazing 207,118 Vilceyrian Credits, with the richest citizens earning 6.0 times as much as the poorest.

It isn't only obsequious grandees who produce a lot of manure at state occasions, historical commemorations regularly devolve into militaristic jingoism, the question "please would you...?" is usually laden with passive aggression, and crocodile roadkill is smeared across the asphalt of the new Formula One track. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Vilcey's national animal is the Phoenix, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to toxic air pollution, and its national religion is The Truth.

Vilcey is ranked 280,812^th in the world and 292^nd in The Land of Kings and Emperors for Highest Food Quality, scoring 5.86 on the Meeshlin-Starr Index.