The Republic of Davion is a mammoth, safe nation, renowned for its keen interest in outer space, parental licensing program, and public floggings. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical, devout population of 8.838 billion Davionians are ruled by a mostly-benevolent dictator, who grants the populace the freedom to live their own lives but watches carefully for anyone to slip up.

The medium-sized government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Administration, and Law & Order. The average income tax rate is 48.7%, but much higher for the wealthy.

The Davionian economy, worth 541 trillion golds 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 slick, highly efficient, broadly diversified black market in Woodchip Exports, Arms Manufacturing, Cheese Exports, and Uranium Mining. 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 61,307 golds, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.3 times as much as the poorest.

Children in school playgrounds can be heard chanting the hymns of the Order of Violet, commuters travel in zigzags to avoid stalking accusations, the navy is hoping to hear the enemy shout "you sank my battleship!", and the needs of the living outweigh the needs of the dead. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Davion's national animal is the dragon, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to toxic air pollution.

Davion is ranked 293,006^th in the world and 3,548^th in Remembrance for Largest Welfare Programs, scoring 167.28 on the Safety Net Mesh Density Rating.