The Seductive Realms of Melancoly is a mammoth, environmentally stunning nation, ruled by The Artisan Of Melancholy with a fair hand, and renowned for its complete lack of prisons, unlimited-speed roads, and irreverence towards religion. The compassionate, democratic, cheerful population of 8.192 billion Melancholics are free to do what they want with their own bodies, and vote for whomever they like in elections; if they go into business, however, they are regulated to within an inch of their lives.

The relatively small, liberal, socially-minded, outspoken government is primarily concerned with Industry, with Administration, Environment, and Education also on the agenda, while Defense and Spirituality aren't funded at all. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Saudade. The average income tax rate is 4.0%, but much higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Melancolyian economy, worth a remarkable 2,799 trillion Spleens a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Tourism industry, with significant contributions from Information Technology, Retail, and Book Publishing. State-owned companies are common. Average income is an amazing 341,712 Spleens, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Melancholic Seahorses have more rights than the average citizen, children spend all morning taking out a comma and all afternoon putting it back in again, betting ads have replaced the national anthem at the start of sports matches, and the government has strong opinions about what goes into your bodily orifices. Crime, especially youth-related, is all-pervasive, perhaps because of the country's complete lack of prisons. Melancoly's national animal is the Melancholic Seahorse, which frolics freely in the nation's sparkling oceans, and its national religion is the little spark inside your soul.

Melancoly is ranked 142,022^nd in the world and 1^st in LGBT Nations for Largest Black Market, with 1.29 trillion Standard Monetary Units.