The Republic of Durrnil 12 is a massive, safe nation, notable for its barren, inhospitable landscape, rampant corporate plagiarism, and unlimited-speed roads. The hard-nosed, devout population of 4.572 billion Durrnil 12ians have some civil rights, but not too many, enjoy the freedom to spend their money however they like, to a point, and take part in free and open elections, although not too often.

The large government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Industry, and Education. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 65.6%.

The frighteningly efficient Durrnil 12ian economy, worth 518 trillion kljdlksjs a year, is fairly diversified and led by the Information Technology industry, with major contributions from Arms Manufacturing, Tourism, and Uranium Mining. Black market activity is frequent. State-owned companies are common. Average income is an impressive 113,507 kljdlksjs, with the richest citizens earning 6.4 times as much as the poorest.

The nation's new Mylab space station is notorious for being the loneliest place above the planet, the skeletons of lost tourists litter the ground of the Great Durrnil 12ian Desert, visions of giant pink lksjlkdjsls are a common side effect after Durrnil 12ians eat their meals, and the government is allowing greater autonomy for some regions in the hopes of quelling growing secessionist movements. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Durrnil 12's national animal is the lksjlkdjsl, which is also the nation's favorite main course.

Durrnil 12 is ranked 83,093^rd in the world and 5^th in Anterior department of the Wesley Region for Safest, scoring 89.07 on the Bubble-Rapp Safety Rating.