Ahhh, you need a story... ok then... here's the story of Coyn, the space merchant:

Coyn never knew he would become one of the universe's biggest fugitives, as for although he was a merchant, he also worked at the local (500 million miles away) black market. The shadow proclamation doesn't know what to say about coyn, as for now he no longer arrives at the black market after he noticed he was in trouble. Now, he goes from planet to planet, galaxy to galaxy, searching for deals to make with people, good or bad, he always seems to find a way to make the deal, real. Coyn loved trading, quite obviously, but the one thing he's learned and loved to understand, is the fact that, there is no inter-galactic currency. There is no item, nor credits, no money that everyone in the universe uses, that's why he trades with what he has. Coyn isn't the richest man in the universe, but he does travel a good bunch, but never as much as the Doctor for he hasn't even lived that long. As for his family, Coyn was born and raised on a planet called Myr, under the strict conditions of the planet's head leader, Karn the silver golem, Coyn was very much... under control, although he loved to have fun with his peers, he never thought of the fact that they were all animated contructs. Coyn never seemed to care, in fact, he loved the fact of how popular he was being the only "living" thing on this planet, that Karn seemed to call a plane. Once Coyn was about 32, he set out, to find new lands. His parents very supportive, and crafted him up a bag made from intergalactic wisps, which seemed to work together like leather. Coyn, still very poor at this point, set out on a starship, crafted with the help of Karn, as for he wasn't mostly supportive of his journey, Karn hoped that he would come back with materials that he's never seen and build the new empire. Coyn named his ship the F.M.D. the Flying Merchant's Dream. After traveling for about 10 years, Coyn came across a planet named Phirexia, Coyn has heard rumors about this place, but still, no one seemed to care, until his 2nd day there. On his first day, everyone was very happy to see a new face that didn't seem so familiar. He came across a friendly Inn, and payed for his 1 night with 10 bronze gears, and a maple leaf, that where he was, was very rare. The inn keeper, very pleased with the payment, gave Coyn a small room for himself, a bed, and a table. Coyn, very pleased with the new people, slept very soundly through the night. In the morning Coyn grabbed his bag, and checked out as for he was going to start his normal routine of setting up shop. Coyn by this point knows the drill very well, as for he packs 1 large roll of canvas, 4 long sticks, and a small rug. Ah... did I forget something? Oh yeah... intergalactic whisps have magical properties as for they each have a small, invisible storage space, thus, making the bag much larger on the inside than it looks on the outside, without adding too much weight. Anyways, CONTINUE!!! continue!!! Coyn sat down on this rug, and layed out his products. One Phirexian came by, and saw a shoulder piece, one that fell off a golem from Myr, his home planet. This Phirexian was very suspicious, he'd recognized this material before, but he couldn't remember from where.
"Where are you from?" The Phirexian asked
"Why must you ask?" questioned Coyn
"I seem to recognize this material, and I can't remember from where, do you mind helping my brain younge one?!"
"You have 2 choices, buy it off me, or leave"
"I choose option 3, answer my question!!!"
Coyn let out a sigh as for he knows not to argue with his coustomers.
"Im from the fine planet of Myr."
The Phirexian was stunned, he remembered legeands on how Karn was created here, the set out to create a new colony, but never returned.
"MYRIAN!!! MYRIAN!!! IT'S A SPY!!!" exclaimed the Phirexian
Everyone stopped to stare at Coyn, without a dought, the looked at him very differently.
Beaming down from above, Phirexians, in full armor, with battle axes and throwing knives aimed at Coyn.
Stunned from this, Coyn Grabbed his products, but not this make-shift hut, and made a run for his ship. Running for his life, Coyn looked back once, only to see a flying knife, hurtling towards him, hitting him square in his left eye. In reluctance, Coyn screamed with pain, and bobbed his head while running until the knife fell out. Few minutes later, Coyn found his ship, launched into it, and fiddled with the controls as fast as he could to escape this terrifying danger. Luckily, he started up the engines, and thrusted forward, out of the atmosphere, knowing to never return there again.
Once he was about 2 lightyears way from Phirexia, he got out of this cockpit and walked into the main corridor, only knowing now he wasn't going to be able to open his left eye ever again. He came across a mirror, and saw that his eye was able to open, and look fine, other than the clear streak through the middle, all of this with extreme pain. Coyn closed his eye again, and scrambled through this bag, to find a brass, disc, and a blue square piece of glass. With some effort, Coyn managed to make a monocle out of the pieces. He looked through the bag again, only to find a small vial of super nova dust. This stuff worked just like glue. Coin attached some to his check and his nose and put a small cotton ball on his eye, and glued that down too. Finally, he attached the monocle and saw himself in the mirror.
"Hello there snazzy boy!" Coyn laughed to himself. Even though he was never thinking of becoming a doctor, Coyn believed that he successfully made an intergalactic, acceptable eye patch, and ever wanted to take it off. Seeing through one eye might be though, but he knew, it's still possible. A few years later, on his normal trip though the galaxy of 8-bit, Coyn came around a unusable square planet, called Minecraft, pleased with the millions of people there, under the leader of Notch, and Jeb, everyone was extraordinarily happy to see someone knew, and from here, he loved the welcome, and the fact that no one wanted to kill him, made him want to stay.