The Messenger of Death of Maraith is a colossal, orderly nation, renowned for its ubiquitous missile silos, punitive income tax rates, and suspicion of poets. The cynical population of 4.398 billion Maraithians 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 large, corrupt, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Law & Order, and Administration. The average income tax rate is 67.3%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The thriving Maraithian economy, worth 361 trillion rupees a year, is led by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with major contributions from Tourism, Cheese Exports, and Woodchip Exports. State-owned companies are common. Average income is 82,159 rupees, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Corporations cut costs by taking away safety-features on their products, golden statues of dolphins line the memorial avenues of the Funerary District, prisons are filled with the cackles and sobs of a deranged inmate population, and military pilots spend more time scraping feathers off their engines than flying their aircraft. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a very well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Maraith's national animal is the dolphin, which frolics freely in the nation's sparkling oceans.

Maraith is ranked 118,286^th in the world and 18^th in A Liberal Haven for Largest Black Market, with 1.87 trillion Standard Monetary Units.