The Theocracy of Wyldeheart is a large, environmentally stunning nation, notable for its national health service, ubiquitous missile silos, and stringent health and safety legislation. The cynical, devout population of 62 million Wyldians 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, moralistic, well-organized government is primarily concerned with Spirituality, although Healthcare, Education, and Defense are also considered important. The average income tax rate is 35.2%, but much higher for the wealthy.

The Wyldeheartian economy, worth 3.40 trillion Wylde Crowns a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Tourism industry, with significant contributions from Uranium Mining, Basket Weaving, and Book Publishing. State-owned companies are common. Average income is 54,909 Wylde Crowns, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Children gain their first sex education from reading the dictionary, some people will do literally anything to be in the spotlight, peace talks occasionally rack up a higher body count than the wars they seek to stop, and ceremonial zweihänders are used in holy rituals. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Wyldeheart's national animal is the Lion, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Wyldeheart is ranked 263,968^th in the world and 85^th in Palatine for Largest Populations, with 62.0 million capita.