The Empire of Damnel is a colossal, environmentally stunning nation, ruled by Sectator Christi with an iron fist, and notable for its pith helmet sales, infamous sell-swords, and ritual sacrifices. The hard-nosed, cynical, devout population of 4.525 billion Damneds 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 large, corrupt, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Education, and Spirituality. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Ahtram. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 46.1%.

The Damnelian economy, worth 290 trillion Mites a year, is quite specialized and led by the Trout Farming industry, with major contributions from Arms Manufacturing, Basket Weaving, and Door-to-door Insurance Sales. Black market activity is extensive. State-owned companies are common. Average income is 64,241 Mites, with the richest citizens earning 7.2 times as much as the poorest.

Clandestine emigration to countries with labor laws is all the rage, urban planners beg for just one more lane before bedtime, Sectator Christi's peyote-induced "let's all just be friends" speech is trending world-wide, and the most notorious criminals are given the Consequences of Your Actions Award. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Damnel's national animal is the Lamb, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests, and its national religion is Evangelical Christianity.

Damnel is ranked 150,895^th in the world and 1,237^th in the Rejected Realms for Most Advanced Law Enforcement, scoring 1,502.3 on the Orwell Orderliness Index.