Intangible god, nonexistent miracles, no obvious benefit to paying the fat priests to not work, so a threat was needed.
"You'll suffer forever if you don't feed us, clothe us, house us, and give us your kids' sweet, sweet asses." Brilliant.
"You'll suffer forever if you don't feed us, clothe us, house us, and give us your kids' sweet, sweet asses." Brilliant.