Eorzea feels like a world with no teeth.
I don't fear the world, there is no where I can't travel on the back of my trusty steed and and be afraid I might die. As I ride through the beastmen strongholds I look down on the pitiful attempts these insignificant creatures make to harm me. Their blades and arrows bouncing off of my armour with little or no consequence.
In 1.0, even at max level, to get to the stronghold boss you needed a party, and wiping was an option if you didn't carve your way through fast enough. I remember travelling to the far out of the way aetherite points to collect the exploration achievements and having to sneak past level 75 - 99 mobs. In XI travelling into any high level zone unprepared (sneak and invis pots) you were gambling with your life.
I personally felt this level of danger gave the world character, gave me a sense of adventure. I felt in awe of the world, I feared and respected it. Right now I just look at it with a sense of indignation, and contempt for the pitiful enemies who think they pose me any sense of threat. Even the imperials have been reduced to a dog that is all bark and no bite where as in 1.0 the imperial stronghold was deadly!
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Eclipse
Totally adorable and appropriately relevant.