The Forever Dying Republic of Thils is a colossal, environmentally stunning nation, ruled by President John Thilz with an even hand, and remarkable for its ubiquitous missile silos, daily referendums, and hatred of cheese. The hard-nosed, humorless, devout population of 8.507 billion Thilsians have some civil rights, but not too many, enjoy the freedom to spend their money however they like, to a point, and take part in free and open elections, although not too often.

The large, corrupt government prioritizes Defense, with Education, Administration, and Industry also on the agenda. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Thils City. The average income tax rate is 88.6%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Thilsian economy, worth a remarkable 1,216 trillion Eaglettes a year, is quite specialized and led by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with significant contributions from Tourism, Book Publishing, and Trout Farming. Black market activity is rampant. State-owned companies are reasonably common. Average income is an impressive 142,990 Eaglettes, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

The military is plagued with unethical researchers, there's no representation without taxation, it takes months to get the proper permits for a child's first tricycle, and there's more than one way to skin a diplomat. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Thils's national animal is the Golden Eagle, which soars majestically through the nation's famously clear skies, and its national religion is Christianity.

Thils is ranked 3,873^rd in the world and 70^th in Europe for Most Valuable International Artwork, with 200.34 Bank.