[Weird Stories about SCP Rules in the Back Room] Everyone in the world loves gods and Buddhas, their gorgeous clothes, and their splendor. They smear their blood on the hall with their hearts broken, and they murmur in low voices, telling the greed in their hearts. They used the blood of their own people to build shrines, and they used the bones of strangers to light up the hall. Those magnificent and luxurious scenes gave the hall a dazzling pearlescent light. Look, the candlelight lit in front of the hall is like the eyes of a pilgrim. Desire. Listen, the shrine is calling you not to be greedy...