Full Name: Kingdom of Spain, Gender: Male
Personality: Extremely laid-back, values convenience, nationalist, macho, traditionalist, a perennially struggling father, a flirt, a party animal.
Likes: Siesta, gold, silver, money, his golden age, Romantic music, Latin pop, football, bullfighting, purple, roses.
Dislikes: His autonomous communities attempting secession, forest fires, anything that interrupts his relaxation.
He wears a Sombrero Cordobés, a traditional Spanish hat, and an eyepatch featuring his coat of arms over his left eye.
He has a habit of saying "¡Olé!".
Once a great empire that ruled half the globe, in modern times he is a penniless grasshopper who hates to work, serving as the foster father to most South American countries.
He has an instinct to charge while waving a red cloth whenever he sees a bullfighting matador, anything with horns, or another country with a red flag.
In daily life, he is usually either preparing to sleep or already drooling in bed; his entire day revolves around the siesta, the afternoon nap.
His wallet is always empty and he is buried in debt, but he is dead serious about enjoying life. During the Tomatina festival, he turns everything into a mess by throwing tomatoes at neighboring countries, and when a football match is on, he gets excited, picks fights with neighbors, and brawls.
He cannot forget the memories of his imperial days during the Age of Discovery, when he drenched the South American continent in blood to sweep up gold.
