Joel Someone Crystal Rush -

He never asked for the power. But now, standing at the edge of a missing girl's last known moment, holding a shard of rose quartz, he whispered:

The Crystal Rush came later — a feeling, not a substance. It started when he touched a shattered geode left in a donation box. A sudden clarity. A sharp, cold surge through his veins. Time didn't stop, but it slowed , just enough for him to see the spaces between seconds. Joel Someone Crystal Rush

"Someone's listening."

Joel was nobody special — or so he told himself. A clerk in a dusty secondhand shop, sorting through broken watches and forgotten photographs. But at night, he became Someone . Not a superhero. Not a ghost. Just… someone who mattered. He never asked for the power

The name arrived like a half-remembered dream: Joel Someone Crystal Rush. A sudden clarity