Little Midas has what appears to be a Striker/Shaker ability, that allows him to touch an object with one hand and produce a copy of it with his other hand. These copies are identical to the originals, except for the fact that they are black like obsidian, or onyx. It appears that he can make the copied objects disappear at will.
He is capable of turning the air itself into an object, having been shown creating a statue.
After Old Man was outed, Midas proved to be quite stubborn in his desire to dispose of him, and later feinted agreement and attempted to kill Old Man on their way out. Down the line it led to him conflicting over influence over Earth N with Semiramis and Bluestocking.
↑The most noticeable person at the table in the corner was a man with a prodigious belly, wrapped in golden armor. His mask was modeled off of what could have been a Greek statue, beard included, the eyes not visible past the dark eyeholes. His servant was cutting his sandwich into pieces. He looked loud, aggressive, and obnoxious.- Excerpt from Black 13.8
↑“I don’t give two cents about what you’re all doing,” Little Midas intoned, his voice loud. He was obese enough that he had a team to carry him, his mask and armor gold, shaped to cover his prodigious belly and face. “This is irritating I’m going to stop holding back.” - Excerpt from Interlude 10.x II
↑“My servants didn’t carry me all this way for nothing,” Little Midas said. He moved his hand, touching the table, then holding his hand out beside the table, level with the tabletop. Another table materialized, the material a glossy black, like obsidian or onyx, the particulars of the table identical to the one he’d just touched.
“Gracious,” Tattletale said. “I’m sure you wouldn’t act like a child on the playground and disappear it when we’re leaning on it.”- Excerpt from Black 13.8
↑He touched the air and turned that air into something solid, a wispy statue that looked like it was made of a thousand hair-thin gold wires. The shape was of a woman’s face, upper chest, and breast. He gripped it by the neck and chin, hard, as it continued to form, then made it dissipate with a wave of the hand a moment later. - Excerpt from Black 13.9
↑“Big guy is Little Midas. He’s a warmonger and a financial player. If you’ve noticed the uptick in the number of mercenaries around…”
“Yep. This is the kind of thing the Wardens, Undersiders, and others in my circles are trying to keep under control, while you’re focused on the more visible, surface-level crime. Little Midas tried to take over some corner worlds and as luck would have it, he failed. He went from funding his lieutenants to making it very easy for criminal mercenaries to be criminal mercenaries. Making up work for them to do, ensuring they have resources, ensuring they have a place to go back to. His power helps him make the money to make it possible. See the lieutenants?” - Excerpt from Black 13.8