The Protectorate of Mysterio II is a gargantuan, socially progressive nation, notable for its irreverence towards religion, absence of drug laws, and spontaneously combusting cars. The hard-nosed, hard-working, democratic population of 12.807 billion Mysterians live in a state of perpetual fear, as a complete breakdown of social order has led to the rise of order through biker gangs.

The tiny, liberal, pro-business, outspoken government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Education, and Healthcare. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 7.8%.

The strong Mysterian economy, worth 633 trillion Mystics a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Woodchip Exports industry, with major contributions from Trout Farming, Soda Sales, and Basket Weaving. Average income is 49,465 Mystics, but there is a large disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 246,694 per year while the poor average 5,589, a ratio of 44.1 to 1.

Neighboring nations are tired of Mysterio II's big fish stories, extreme political groups are outlawed, supervisors in Mysterio II commonly tie bells on their necks to alert employees of their presence, and birth rates have hit an all-time low. Crime, especially youth-related, is a serious problem, probably because of the absence of a police force. Mysterio II's national animal is the Eagle.

Mysterio II is ranked 279,720^th in the world and 4,382^nd in the Rejected Realms for Most Advanced Public Transport, scoring 348.56 on the Societal Mobility Rating.