The Aeonian Citadel of Darakin is a gargantuan, genial nation, ruled by Ashton Q Westchester III with a fair hand, and remarkable for its museums and concert halls, state-planned economy, and restrictive gun laws. The compassionate, democratic, devout population of 37.652 billion Darakini love a good election, and the government gives them plenty of them. Universities tend to be full of students debating the merits of various civil and political rights, while businesses are tightly regulated and the wealthy viewed with suspicion.

The relatively small, socially-minded, outspoken government juggles the competing demands of Education, Law & Order, and Healthcare. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Darakin Citadel. The average income tax rate is 10.7%, but much higher for the wealthy.

The large but stagnant Darakini economy, worth 174 trillion shmingels a year, is driven almost entirely by government activity, with private enterprise illegal. 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 4,643 shmingels, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Ignorance is considered a politically desirable quality, being dead no longer has any benefits, sleep-deprived officials are known to collapse after late night revision for their examinations, and it turns out that you actually can put a price on intangible cultural heritage. 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 241,376^th in the world and 9,085^th in the South Pacific for Largest Manufacturing Sector, scoring zero on the Gooback-Jerbs Productivity Index.