With cover art like that, you would almost expect this game’s setting to be post-apocalyptic. See, I could go for something that’s like Kenshi, but with meat mechs. But that’s not what this is. It’s worse than you say. Not only is there zero world building, there’s no Mise-en-scène. No consistent visual theme. It’s just the modern world but with meat mechs inexplicably shoehorned in. Look, if you’re gonna have meat mechs, then the buildings and the clothing have to be made of meat, too, like full-on Giger/Beksiński. Like Scorn.The dev has a bit of a history of being on a shoestring with this kind of thing, and if you're willing to wade through their timeline on their Social Media accounts, they love body horror and guro shit, so yes, this absolutely is a fetish for them, much like their entire online persona is. They're very much part of the Sophie Labelle/Rhys McKinnon/side of things where they're extremely loud and mostly use Social Media to browbeat anyone that dares criticize them.
What's fascinating to me is that as a consequence of existing in this theatre of operations on the internet so long, they've lost the ability to properly engage with people in ways that aren't knee-jerk sound-bites. Take a look at their manifesto earlier in the review of chapter 1, and one thing immediately becomes apparent: They have absolutely no idea whatsoever what "the Fash" is. The dialogue we see, which establishes nothing about "the Fash Collective" in-game, tells us that they see the sort of shitposting you see on Twitter accounts and subreddits they don't like as something worthy of not just opposition, but violence in the name of. What this means is that their own game inadvertently works as propaganda against themselves. The protagonists don't come across as likable or relatable, they're a drunken asshole who starts shit with two people and then pawns the problem off on his friend and some dude without the spine to stand up for himself until he's waist-deep into trouble courtesy of the friend that started it.
Like an episode of Chargeman Ken, it gets to the point where you root for the bad guys, just because it looks, to all casual observation, like the the protagonist is the bigger problem.
Instead, we get a drunken gay dude in a shirt and khakis, and meat mechs. Talk about a wasted premise.

