The Holy Delegate-State of Poderosaterra is a colossal, efficient nation, ruled by Hierophant II with an iron fist, and remarkable for its ubiquitous missile silos, vat-grown people, and suspicion of poets. The hard-nosed, cynical population of 3.094 billion Poderosaterrans 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 medium-sized, corrupt, moralistic, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Law & Order, and Education. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Xeniala. The average income tax rate is 62.5%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The all-consuming Poderosaterran economy, worth 366 trillion Moeda Gordas a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Information Technology industry, with major contributions from Arms Manufacturing, Tourism, and Cheese Exports. Black market activity is frequent. State-owned companies are common. Average income is an impressive 118,595 Moeda Gordas, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Virtually all of the country's economic activity takes place in Xeniala, the latest electric jet fighter has almost enough battery charge to reach cruising altitude -- provided you don't use the radar, international organisations everywhere are united in their condemnation of the nation's zombified military (Poderosaterra has found 2 easter eggs), and everyone has the equal opportunity to have their wallet stolen. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a very well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Poderosaterra's national animal is the Bear, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests, and its national religion is Sapiens Ultrasupremism.

Poderosaterra is ranked 13,164^th in the world and 6^th in Regionless for Most Advanced Defense Forces, scoring 9,548.42 on the Total War Preparedness Rating.