The Eternal Army of Lunas Legion is a gargantuan, environmentally stunning nation, ruled by Indrick Boreale with an iron fist, and renowned for its museums and concert halls, public floggings, and hatred of cheese. The hard-nosed, cynical, cheerful, devout population of 29.906 billion Legionnaires are ruled without fear or favor by a psychotic dictator, who outlaws just about everything and refers to the populace as "my little playthings."

The enormous, corrupt, moralistic, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Environment, and Education. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of The Citadel of Borealum. The average income tax rate is 99.5%.

The frighteningly efficient Legionary economy, worth a remarkable 7,427 trillion Tanks a year, is highly specialized and mostly comprised of black market activity, especially in Arms Manufacturing and Gambling. State-owned companies are reasonably common. Average income is an amazing 248,364 Tanks, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

The banshee wail foretells skies of death, panic-stricken royals insist a stray ball in their garden is an emergency, one-man canoes fitted with the latest tracking technology leave no room for one man, and those who investigate UFOs tend to wake up delirious on abandoned roads. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Lunas Legion's national animal is the Deathclaw, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests, and its national religion is Borealis.

Lunas Legion is ranked 1,299^th in the world and 1^st in Kylaris for Most Extensive Public Healthcare, scoring 14,368.29 on the Theresa-Nightingale Rating.