I spent years curating art for Central City’s unwashed masses.

Then, the accident gifted me the ultimate brush. I am Aurelia. Unlike King Midas, my touch is a choice, not a curse.

I turn the world to organic gold—trapping speedsters in gilded cages or blinding them with glittering dust.

I have no desire for chaotic rule or petty destruction. My goal is preservation. I’m building a private collection of the world’s most exquisite treasures.

Don’t struggle; you’ll make a far lovelier statue.