The Infinite Empire of Cybus1 is a gargantuan, cultured nation, ruled by Alexander Mercer with an iron fist, and notable for its ubiquitous missile silos, aversion to nipples, and infamous sell-swords. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical, humorless, devout population of 33.004 billion Cybusians 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 medium-sized, corrupt, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Education, Defense, and Industry. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Arcadia. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 78.7%.

The frighteningly efficient Cybusian economy, worth a remarkable 8,524 trillion Cybusian Credits a year, is quite specialized and mostly comprised of black market activity, especially in Tourism, Information Technology, Book Publishing, and Arms Manufacturing. Average income is an amazing 258,277 Cybusian Credits, with the richest citizens earning 5.5 times as much as the poorest.

Brancaland has gifted over nine thousand putrid moose carcasses to Cybus1 as a reminder of their "special relationship", new government leaflets tell coeliac children to eat more crisps, the nation is wading into dangerous waters, and begun the Clone Wars have. Crime is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Cybus1's national animal is the Volcra, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests, and its national religion is Mercerism.

Cybus1 is ranked 306,498^th in the world and 7^th in Empire of Andrew for Largest Insurance Industry, scoring -16.69 on the Risk Expulsion Effectiveness Rating.