The Iron Mall of Dragyn is a gargantuan, socially progressive nation, ruled by Joff Bezotheon with a fair hand, and remarkable for its rum-swilling pirates, daily referendums, and complete absence of social welfare. The hard-nosed, hard-working, democratic, humorless population of 32.088 billion Dragyns live in a state of perpetual fear, as a complete breakdown of social order has led to the rise of order through biker gangs.

The minute, corrupt, pro-business, outspoken government, or what there is of one, is solely concerned with Industry. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Retalia City. Income tax is unheard of.

The frighteningly efficient Dracynic economy, worth an astonishing 20,331 trillion altcoins a year, is driven almost entirely by the private sector, which is broadly diversified and led by the Retail industry, with major contributions from Uranium Mining, Arms Manufacturing, and Soda Sales. Average income is a breathtaking 633,619 altcoins, but there is a vast disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 4,325,421 per year while the poor average 33,624, a ratio of 128 to 1.

Sales of superhero insurance have skyrocketed after the government abandoned the police in favor of vigilantes, homeless people are frequently charged with trespassing on public property, teachers prefer to give 'Maybe, Maybe Not' tests when dealing with sensitive subjects, and members of ethnic minorities are more often called "boy" or "girl" than by their actual names. Crime is so common that it is unusual to encounter someone following the law, perhaps because of the country's complete lack of prisons. Dragyn's national animal is the anaconda, which is also the nation's favorite main course, and its national religion is Amazonism.

Dragyn is ranked 245,108^th in the world and 135^th in Anarchy for Most Beautiful Environments, with 0.42 Pounds Of Wildlife Per Square Mile.