The Iron Mall of Dragyn is a gargantuan, efficient nation, ruled by Joff Bezotheon with a fair hand, and notable for its rampant corporate plagiarism, sprawling nuclear power plants, and public floggings. The hard-nosed, hard-working, democratic, humorless population of 30.619 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 18,825 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 614,835 altcoins, but there is a vast disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 4,188,642 per year while the poor average 32,831, a ratio of 127 to 1.

Factory workers offered 20-hour shifts are expected to thank their bosses for the wonderful opportunity, fifty years of pension funds can disappear in half a second, young girls and senior citizens alike can be spotted wearing colourful short shorts, and the government is giving peace a chance. 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 2,127^th in the world and 1^st in Equinox for Most Pro-Market, scoring 97.11 on the Rand Index.