The Empire of Zapuzaku is a large, orderly nation, renowned for its punitive income tax rates, restrictive gun laws, and suspicion of poets. The hard-nosed, cynical population of 187 million Zapuzakuans 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, moralistic, socially-minded, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Administration, Law & Order, and Defense. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 74.4%.

The strong Zapuzakuan economy, worth 13.5 trillion Zapubucks a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. However, for those in the know, there is a slick, highly efficient, fairly diversified black market in Arms Manufacturing, Information Technology, Furniture Restoration, and Retail. The private sector mostly consists of enterprising ten-year-olds selling lemonade on the sidewalk, but the government is looking at stamping this out. Average income is 72,014 Zapubucks, with the richest citizens earning 8.0 times as much as the poorest.

Weird kids who eat bugs are breaking the law, concert halls sport signs proclaiming "No Shorts, Sandals or Swastikas", debates on whether toilet seats should be left up or down are increasingly commonplace, and much of Zapuzaku's computer network is controlled by a rampant artificial intelligence. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to the all-pervasive police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Zapuzaku's national animal is the Corgi, which is also the nation's favorite main course.

Zapuzaku is ranked 183,134^th in the world and 171^st in Umamusume Pretty Derby for Largest Manufacturing Sector, scoring 6,643.6 on the Gooback-Jerbs Productivity Index.