The Aeonian Citadel of Darakin is a gargantuan, cultured nation, ruled by Ashton Q Westchester III with a fair hand, and renowned for its national health service, hatred of cheese, and restrictive gun laws. The compassionate, democratic, devout population of 31.718 billion Darakini have some civil rights, but not too many, enjoy the freedom to spend their money however they like, to a point, and take part in free and open elections, although not too often.

The tiny government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Education, and Environment. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Darakin Citadel. The average income tax rate is 4.9%.

The large but stagnant Darakini economy, worth 121 trillion shmingels a year, is driven almost entirely by government activity. The industrial sector is mostly comprised of enterprising ten-year-olds selling lemonade on the sidewalk, although the government is looking at stamping this out. Average income is 3,816 shmingels, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 3.9 times as much as the poorest.

There's nothing more gay than bleeding for your nation, cooking with water and baking soda is considered patent infringement, a ban on robots in disguise has transformed the entertainment industry, and political candidates who don't release their birth certificates are presumed to have been born in Maxtopia. Crime is totally unknown, thanks to the all-pervasive police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Darakin's national animal is the puma, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Darakin is ranked 62,516^th in the world and 1,916^th in the South Pacific for Most Developed, scoring 55.66 on the Human Development Index.