Douji looking up at the stars, learning about space, actually being able to process all the impossibly high numbers... but still not being able to comprehend the sheer scale of space.
Douji, AS ROBOTS, having that same, ice bath realization of how godforsakenly small they are. No matter their ICON size, no matter their powers.
Douji, in alternate universes, maybe even just fucking leaving the atmosphere. Leaving earth behind. We know they can, Ultimo pulled Vice into orbit.
Douji abandoning everything human like about themselves, their bodies taking shapes larger than life. Adapting to be fueled by the radiation of stars still thousands of times their size. Barely recognizable as what they used to be. Their vision so wide they would be physically incapable of seeing, much less recognizing, their former comrades and enemies. Able to instantly destroy them with less than a glance, but also unable to even see them.
I know there's post-even drop where you feel depressed after concerts or cons, but I seem to get the reverse. I get so anxious and in my own head the days leading up to the event, worried that I won't have fun.
Which is silly and I'm trying to minimize it, but sometimes brain chemistry works poorly