The Heliarchy of Rykil is a gargantuan, cultured nation, ruled by The Heliarch with an even hand, and renowned for its free-roaming dinosaurs, pith helmet sales, and irreverence towards religion. The hard-nosed, humorless population of 15.772 billion Ryks are fiercely patriotic and enjoy great social equality; they tend to view other, more capitalist countries as somewhat immoral and corrupt.

The medium-sized, corrupt government juggles the competing demands of Education, Defense, and Law & Order. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Prime Corona. The average income tax rate is 96.7%.

The frighteningly efficient Rykilian economy, worth a remarkable 4,053 trillion MEUS a year, is fairly diversified and dominated by the Information Technology industry, with significant contributions from Arms Manufacturing, Uranium Mining, and Tourism. Black market activity is rampant. State-owned companies are common. Average income is an amazing 257,006 MEUS, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Giggling elementary school newspaper reporters want to know why The Heliarch is a silly poophead, handling people's data is proving an immersive experience, parents giddily refuse to pay their toddlers' medical bills, and one tree's worth of paperwork accompanies each imported log of timber. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Rykil's national animal is the Ur-Circuit, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests, and its national religion is Supernaturalism.

Rykil is ranked 2,976^th in the world and 3^rd in The Galactics Union for Lowest Crime Rates, with 130.66 law-abiding acts per hour.