The Ductatorship of Factria is a titanic, efficient nation, notable for its barren, inhospitable landscape, ubiquitous missile silos, and irreverence towards religion. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless population of 10.44 billion Factrians are kept under strict control by the oppressive government, which measures its success by the nation's GDP and refers to individual citizens as "human resources."

The large, corrupt, moralistic, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Law & Order, and Education. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Uz. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 70.0%.

The thriving Factrian economy, worth a remarkable 1,021 trillion Thalers 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 large, well-organized black market in Arms Manufacturing, Uranium Mining, Woodchip Exports, and Book Publishing. 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 97,882 Thalers, but there is a significant disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 319,821 per year while the poor average 22,522, a ratio of 14.2 to 1.

Children are raised bilingual from an early age, asylum seekers have voted Factria as best layover destination, warfare increasingly resembles a video game, and official maps have to be revised on a weekly basis. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to the all-pervasive police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Factria's national animal is the Rat, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Factria is ranked 266,768^th in the world and 16^th in The Realm of Varangia for Largest Gambling Industry, scoring -6.52 on the Kelly Criterion Productivity Index.