Book BlurbTim has survived eighteen quiet years as "e;just Tim"e;—a farm boy with callused hands, a polite voice, and a life small enough to stay unseen. But small lives don't last in a town built around a dungeon, where iron badges buy you work, and mistakes buy you funerals.Forced into the guild's grind, Tim joins a fresh, scrappy party: Kara the disciplined bruiser, Jax the loud-hearted sword, Sera the razor-practical ranger, and Nia the gentle healer who watches everyone like they're worth saving. Their first board runs are supposed to be safe. Managed. Fungus caps. Slime glands. Skitter nests. The kind of contracts you chain to learn teamwork and live to eat dinner.Tim's problem is that he already knows too much about survival—and the one power he can't afford to use.Because "e;Tim"e; is a mask. And masks don't hold when a goddess freezes time, smiles like she's found a favorite toy… and says his true name out loud.A fallen god. A rookie team. A dungeon that doesn't care who you used to be.All Tim has to do is stay ordinary—long enough to survive.