The Republic of Antevilueres is a massive, environmentally stunning nation, remarkable for its irreverence towards religion, suspicion of poets, and devotion to social welfare. The compassionate, cynical population of 1.392 billion Antevilueresians 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 government — a sprawling, bureaucracy-choked, well-organized morass — juggles the competing demands of Education, Law & Order, and Healthcare. The average income tax rate is 93.3%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Antevilueresian economy, worth 128 trillion Dollars a year, is quite specialized and led by the Book Publishing industry, with major contributions from Information Technology, Uranium Mining, and Furniture Restoration. State-owned companies are reasonably common. Average income is 92,036 Dollars, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Everyone apparently sends Leader hair-filled lockets, offers to die heroically, and poetic desires to co-parent a child, CEOs are forced to cut coupons during important conference calls to make ends meet, the full title of Hon Leader Vcte Mgve MF RALM GCAE runs to several pages, and there have been reports of people marrying housepets. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to the all-pervasive police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Antevilueres's national animal is the Fox, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Antevilueres is ranked 301,729^th in the world and 34^th in Red Autumn for Largest Insurance Industry, scoring -13.67 on the Risk Expulsion Effectiveness Rating.