The Emirate of Belfi is a titanic, safe nation, ruled by Emir Ijia Relha XI with an iron fist, and remarkable for its ubiquitous missile silos, pith helmet sales, and punitive income tax rates. The hard-nosed, cynical population of 20.927 billion Belfians 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 enormous, corrupt, socially-minded, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Law & Order, and Education. The average income tax rate is 87.1%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The powerhouse Belfian economy, worth a remarkable 2,101 trillion Aoerian Credits a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. The industrial sector is led by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with significant contributions from Information Technology, Furniture Restoration, and Woodchip Exports. Average income is an impressive 100,419 Aoerian Credits, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.2 times as much as the poorest.

The "boy who cried wolf" policy makes sick people reluctant to call an ambulance, Belfi has become a gigantic dustbowl filled with tourists and mean desperados, the children of Belfi are often remarked upon for their cheery attitude to extreme violence, and the nation has always been at war with Moltovea. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to the all-pervasive police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Belfi's national animal is the Hilimore Trout, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to heavy metals seepage into national waterways, and its national religion is Lavenderism.

Belfi is ranked 176,576^th in the world and 92^nd in Aceon for Largest Publishing Industry, scoring 1,080.75 on the Bella Potter Productivity e-Index.