Dmitry Glukhovsky. Metro 2033 (№ 13590)

Wake Up, Hunter! No one will write about you book: "the Story of a real man", no one will sing your will to live, your hypertrophic instinct of self-preservation... How long will you last on mushrooms, multivitamins and a pig? Give it up, sapiens! You're not the king of nature! You overthrew! No, you don't have to die immediately, no one insists. Popolzai more in agony, choking in their own faeces... But you know, sapiens: you are obsolete! Evolution, the laws of which you have learned, already made your new round off, and you are not the last step, not the crown of creation. You're a dinosaur. Have to give way to a new, more perfect species. You should not be selfish. The game is over, it's time to play others. Your time is up. You extinct. And let the future civilization scratching their heads over why the sapiens are extinct. Although it's unlikely someone interested...