In 50 unique worlds, the Saint Michael Graffiti Cream Hoodie speaks protection in a hundred tongues. In Blightspire, it's tagged with sacred sigils that burn demons. On Neon Terra, street prophets spray it with glow-ink prayers. In Embervault, it shields from flame and falsehood. On CryoSoul, its warmth repels frost spirits. In Chromatica, it changes hue to reveal lies. In Ironhymn, rebel angels stitch verses into its seams. On Zephyris, it's wind-scripted by monks who ride storms. In MechGod City, it’s armor disguised as art. Some worlds revere it as relic, others fear its wearer. Across dimensions—holy, haunted, digital, or divine—it’s not just a hoodie. It’s a vow, a banner, a shield of grace.