PleasureIsPain (Map contest)

Contents:
-] 7 islands
-] height 500, size 2000
-] Hand crafted meshes
-] Over 5000 meshes
-] 18 camps
-] 12 animations

Plot:

Once the silver moon was in place, sitting upon the canvas of ebony as the diamond stars twinkled with effort to outshine the silver orb, it lit up the land in a light yet dull raise. The twisted corpses of the want flourished trees stood shrivelled with the winters wing, their branches snapping like fragile bones. Echoing through out the silence that not even the faint beat of a crows wing could block out.
The crow, the beautiful cousin of the raven. Many come to question the crows call and have began to compare it with the brining of death. But indeed, this place was dead and the only thing alive was the calling crows looking to feast on the corpses of the dead and lead the souls to the grim reaper.
This all happens in the darkness. Innocent lives are took, their dignity ruined and their lives crushed forever. But of course, once you go to far into the darkness you may never return. It consumes you, corrupts you, takes control of your body and your actions until you are nothing less than a empty husk for the darkness to thrive in.
That is how your body ended here. You travelled to far into the woods of the grim reaper and you have became on of the husks.
Do not be mistaken, the lifeless husk you may have became will still have your soul and your memories engraved in what's left of you. Standing over what is left of you, after the crows had brought you to vale. The grim reaper stands above you, a twisted grin upon the maw and a scythe at the side. Leaning down the moon light lights her face, she offers you a paw and you take it. You are now one with the darkness, welcome home child.

The veil is about to come, the veil of light and it seeks to rip apart the darkness like crows rip apart the entrails of the dead. Are you ready to face the light?